Drama Family Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Like Father, Like Son

Andy burst out laughing hysterically, the rest of the class raised their heads from their reading and assignments glanced in his direction and returned to their work. Andy was always known for attention seeking randomness. He laughed for about two minutes and was abruptly silenced by the sneer from their class teacher who burst into

Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
A Little Help Goes a Long Way

Mary alighted at the bus stop and stood for a few seconds. She wasn’t sure which route to take, whether to take the long walk past the petrol station to the house or the longer route through the mall and grab some groceries. She decided to go to the mall. She crossed the road from

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
Amy’s Dual Tragedy

Amy pulled up in front of the house and pulled out the groceries from the pickup truck. As she inched in through the door she heard a huge blast which shook the house, she froze for a second and called out, “Mama! Papa! Anyone home?” As she picked up the groceries from the table, she

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy
A Rocky End

“Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!” the crowd yelled pumping their fists. Yogo was inching as close as he could to the edge of the cliff, he could feel the bile climb into his mouth. The violent breeze flapped his beach shorts; slapping his bare scrawny chest. He spat and began to scream. The crowd joined

Drama Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
He Lives!

He yawned and stretched culminating in a shudder. The nurse dashed in flushed and grinning from ear to ear. “Let’s take your vitals, Peter.” Peter was a bit confused, looking around him wondering what the fuss was and where he was. A sharp pain surged through his arm, “not to worry just checking on you

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Violence \
Taking Back the Power

Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! The dripping sound was relentless; the emptiness of the room amplified the sound of each water drop in the cast iron sink. Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Each drop echoing through the room, the walls peeling from years of heat and cold, the terrazzo floors still sturdy, but cold despite the



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