Life and General Fiction Stories
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African Stories
“Negligence” — A Flash Fiction by Jane bu Smith
Dimma was down with a big fever. Mama who never believed in the word modernization was sitting beside her, a sponge in hand dabbing at her face. There was also…
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African Stories
“One Last Time” — A Flash Fiction by Allyna Kemmy
Is it easy to heal? Does it really ever heal and end? “I don’t believe it ends, I just trust that we learn to live with it. We grow strong,…
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African Stories
“Desperation” — A Flash Fiction by Chukwuebuka Harrison Aninze
Jenny was not sure about how to feel when a red hummer finally pulled over. She was grateful to have a customer but hated both him and herself for what…
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Flash Fiction Stories
“Drive” — A Flash Fiction by Chukwuebuka Harrison Aninze
Perched on a chair, I perused a pamphlet in my hand. Although I had read it cover to cover, I needed something to do while waiting for the interviewer. They…
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African Stories
“The Ants in My Pants” — A Short Story by Nice Mwaura
This is no story; it has more of my history. The geography traces back to the journey of a thousand miles I made in my home in the grave. Sorry,…
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African Stories
“More Babies On the Way” — A Flash Fiction by Favour Chukwuemeka
“I was thirty-three when I had my first intercourse. And it was with your mother,” my dad would say when he wanted to begin a monologue akin to sex education.…
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African Stories
“Welcome to Èkó” — A Short Story by Chiamaka James
You left your home by 5:30am to board a bus bound for the city of Èkó. You couldn’t sleep well the previous night because you had to complete your arrangements…
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African Stories
“Her Diary” — A Flash Fiction by Allyna Kemmy
I fear depression most. It has this little way of digging into me, it touches my scars and peels away the scabs slowly … it’s tormenting. It feels so loud…
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African Stories
“Sitting Quietly in the Bus” — A Flash Fiction by Anayo Martin
As you sat quietly, an unknown man with a strange physique sat beside you. His beard and hair looked rough and untidy. He growled and continuously glared at you. He…
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African Stories
“Third Chance” — A Flash Fiction by Gael
Salvation from damnation. That’s all I need at the moment. Something to ensure that my sanity is at an equilibrium. The presence of a church inside my soul or somewhere…
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African Stories
“Insomnia” — A Flash Fiction by Stella Ugwumba
There are some nights sleep becomes coy with me. Those nights, I watch behind the curtains, the serenity and beauty of how a busy road filled with souls have quietened.…
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African Stories
“Of Hopes Squashed: Of Being a Woman” — A Flash Fiction by Chiamaka James
Standing before you is me, Chiamaka, and this is my story. Today, I came out of the fattening room after two weeks with other girls of my age group. The…
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African Stories
“127 Seconds” — A Flash Fiction by Gael
I by chance got hold of my old dusty eulogy. I know it kind of seems obscure. I slowly perused through the pages, wiping off the dust and one moment…
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Flash Fiction Stories
“Burnt Bodies” — A Flash Fiction by Zoe
The smell of bodies getting burnt in that chaotic fire never left his memory and nostrils. It was in 1980, during the bomb blast at the Gutenberg building in Germany.…
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African Stories
“Torn Pages from My Eulogy” — A Flash Fiction by Nice Mwaura
Daddy, it has been ten years. Ten solid years of concoctions and a string of questions about my fractions. Ten years of regret. Back and forth, I can’t loathe. Sorry,…
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African Stories
“Asiri” — A Short Story by Muhammad Haruna
“Dodum! Dodum! Dodum!” my heart kept beating. It was my first fight, after months of intensive training just so I can beat Kaiguna, a fifteen-year-old boy. I was seventeen then,…
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African Stories
Keeping a Loved One’s Kiss
“Objection, my lord! He is badgering the witness,” a voice well known to the defendant and I barked with feigned exasperation as if he had been waiting for the prosecution…
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African Stories
The Accident
“Do you know him?” a husky voice asked behind me. I turned to look at who had asked such a silly question. Everyone had seen the man fall from the…
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African Stories
Ploy Between Brothers
At eighteen Obiora could play virtually every instrument he could lay his hands on. He seemed naturally inclined to whatever thing or object that produced sound. While Obiora was good…
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African Stories
At the Edge
I sit here at the cliff, my feet are dangling over the edge and the skies far seem cold and devoid. Just like me. For a second the thought crosses…
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