Short Story

“Speak now,” Pastor Araoluwa ordered, “the Almighty God knows you through and through but He wants you to purge yourself of those wicked, hurtful and hideous things you’ve done in the dark enclaves of the earth. Speak now, I’m listening so I can do proper cleansing of your soul. Speak, Ewenje. Confess and be healed…”

The rain increased in intensity as the young man walked the streets of Lagos Island like a sort of zombie or someone hallucinated, with the sole intention of killing himself for love’s sake. The frightful peals of thunderclap continued unabated and lightning flashed through the sky at a heartrending pace.

That rainy and thundery Saturday, Suru could visualise the angel of God telling him not to take the wrong step; the angel was advising him not to kill himself by drowning in the Atlantic Ocean. He refused to listen and vehemently fought back the tears, as he sobbed quietly on his way to the ocean-…

Eureka! It was just like magic. After the doctor’s touching speech, Agbako instantly became gentle, like a lamb, he turned and signalled to the members of his gang that the operation was over.

At first they couldn’t recognise him properly but he knew them vividly like the lines on the palm of his hands. He stood there, mouth agape on sighting these two people who made life painful and miserable for him while he was a kid. He held his breathe with asphyxiating shock for a couple of…

Continued from Saturday, October 28, 2023 “What should I do now?” Stephen asked himself rhetorically. Tears had gathered in the eyes of Stephen and it flowed down his cheeks. He didn’t know what to do. He was confused and in a dilemma. The bald-headed man that was romancing Biola had sneaked out of the room…

Continued from Saturday, September 30, 2023 “AAAAYE OOOOO! So this is your secret of wealth, sleeping with the dead?!” Akanbi wanted to scream but Fatona prostrated on the ground and started begging him profusely. “Ha, Akanbi, I will give you whatever you want, plenty money, but please don’t let the whole world know. I haven’t…

The sight of Sikira on the bare floor with blood on her head, arms and thigh really moved Mr. Adejobi to tears. “Who did this to you?” he asked for the umpteenth time. He was shaking with anger and fuming like a volcano. “It’s madam…thugs…and huh…” she was weeping uncontrollably. Mr. Adejobi rushed in to…

“Die, you crazy, stupid witch! Husband snatcher! I’ll kill you today!” That was the terrible, biting and angry utterances of Mrs. Iyabo Adejobi as she continued beating and battering Sikira, the housemaid. Sikira’s sin was that she was pregnant for Mr. Adejobi, who was her boss’ husband. All the while Sikira was just weeping and…

“What have I done? I shouldn’t have raised my hand to slap Tola! Now, she’s gone… I’ve been searching for her for the past four days with no trace of her whereabouts…

Continued from Saturday, August 5, 2023. Her mum had gone to the market that day. Ronke chose to die by drowning in Ebisa River, very far from her house. Mrs. Adubi was totally confused and distraught when she came back from the market and saw her daughter’s suicide note. She screamed and wailed in utter…

“RONKE, I assure you that you’ll get a husband very soon if you follow Pa Ogunlebo’s advice on how to use the juju he gave you,” Mrs. Adubi assured her beautiful daughter that sunny afternoon