Re: Naijastories (SHATTERED)


The rule was that each contributor, wrote a story centred on a WRITING prompt.
Stories to be submitted must not be more than 100 words.

As usual, I took up the challenge. HereThis world is a trap, no ease using the exit door.

We all sat locked under it -Baba’s shrine.
“We need this money”
Peter said.
“Moreover to pay Mom’s hospital bill” he added to make me agree.
I saw reasons with him.
“Have you both made up your mind?” Baba asked. “Yes sir! Anything to have this money” I said innocently.
“No more going back, or you die…go home and never be poor again…all I need is your mothers soul,
for it her that you love must”
tears rolled down my eye, I felt like strangling my brother to death.
“Shattered” I concluded in pain.


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