Ondoro rolled his eyes as he walked back to his desk from the front of the class. He knew the teacher had it in for him. He was never good enough or smart enough even with an average 90% grade in every subject. He had to be better than best. He was so used to
It was an awkward feeling; sadness, joy, anxiety. What the day had in store Nick had no clue, all he knew was that he was not looking forward to it. Something bad was going to come out of it. Of this he was sure. He heard the front door creak open and he began to
Felista: “Don’t –Don’t – DON’T Look! Ok! Ok! There she goes, so you remember the story I told you yesterday right? Amanda: I can’t ….Felista quickly cuts her off. Felista: YOU CAN”T REMEMBER? GOSH! Now I have to start it all over again.(Sighs) Now, where do I begin, so there we were, it was a
He just stood there, head faced forward and right there, RIGHT THERE I tell you!!! At the junction of Kenyatta Avenue and Moi Avenue, this dweeb sent his hand to the grand bank of “Assfrica” to combat his itch. He just stood there; completely nonchalant to the fact that he was disturbing the peace of
The wheels spun wildly as Mutiso sped down the hill. Mutiso’s bare chest leading the way pressing against the gushing breeze which seemed to harden his abs, defining a neat six-pack on his sinewy frame. His dirty and faded green trousers, torn at the knee, flapped widely only held together by a sisal rope serving as
The sky was calm, clear, blue, and rich; like the ocean. Onyancha knew it was a sign. After months of long and destructive torrential rain, Onyancha awoke to a new day. The trees and hedges around him were a rich green, almost royal, demanding attention. He took the deepest breath he could that morning and