Sunday nights are Grandma Ummi’s favorite; because all her grandkids gather at her feet, and on zoom to listen to her ‘Story of the Week’. It’s been her secret way of bonding with her family over the years.Settling her glasses on her nose; she goes “Story – Story” and her grand kids reply “Story”. “Once upon a time” she continues, “Time- Time” they chorus. “The title of our story of the week is TRICKS.” She observes her 5 young ones with a smile that hides the pain in her left hip; they pay rapt attention to her. “One day; TRUTH…
Author: Nnenna Ibeh
Dafe never thought this day would come; the day he’ll sit, tied to his own chair with his duct tapes and tools, staring death in the face of his own gun. Nana fixed the silencer like a pro; shame took his eyes away from her gaze. Karma has finally caught up with him. And she came wearing red leather boots and a black dress, geeks glasses, and long dreadlocks; smoking a Cuban cigar with slightly parched lips. She’s spent the past one year actively searching for him and she found him. The wrath of a woman is real; because here…
Dear News Chronicles, You’ll agree with me that power words are used to best describe our feelings; orally to those around us, inside and out. Words like hate; anger, rage, sweet, pride, vulnerable, duped, vulgar and so on. But, these are more than mere spoken words or syllables. Situations, life, and experiences are shaped by them. STORY VAULT intends to use true experiences with stories; each one titled by a power word to teach a thing or two about life and living as we grow to know it daily. Stories shared from men, women and even children, young and old.…
Enough is enough when you know you can’t take it anymore. Ene has had it up to her nose with this one. The man she’s called ‘father’ all her life, is giving her the beating of her life just because she’s confronted him on some of his bad choices. “You can’t fight your father Ene…” she says to herself, receiving the beating silently until Kprass! He tears the top of her nightwear. Ene loses her mind. To her left are all her siblings and her poor mum, watching; eager, and hurt. Broken; she leaps off the couch and heads straight…
