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NANA (Part 8)

Nana sat in front of me looking beautiful, the euphoria of meeting each other was waning.“How are you?” I asked her for the umpteenth time.“I’m doing well,” she replied and we smiled at each other. It was as though we didn’t want to launch into the obvious subject. It was a Wednesday afternoon, my off… Continue reading NANA (Part 8)

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NANA (Part 6)

Three years after Nana left home, I had enough money to start school. I worked with Madam Afia for a year, then I got employed at Wadoma Royale Hotel to wait tables at Kumasi. I saved money so I can go to school. I wanted to study mass communication in the University of Ghana. Nana… Continue reading NANA (Part 6)

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NANA (Part 5)

I stood from my sitting position and looked into the streets from the window.You have to do something Omoh, you have to do something. You have to do something. I couldn’t stop myself from repeating the words over and over again.I rushed out to the bathroom outside the house, took my bath in a hurry… Continue reading NANA (Part 5)

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NANA (Part 4)

Lying flat on my back, I watched the stars and wondered if they could send message to Nana. The mosquitoes were singing close to my ears but I didn’t mind one bit. There must be something I can do to take care of myself. Besides, I was going to need a phone to keep bugging… Continue reading NANA (Part 4)

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NANA (Part 3)

I lay on my stomach two days after Nana left. There was no food. I had drunk water until I understood that it was no food. The silence in the house was deafening. It felt like someone had died. Not just anyone but Nana. Nana the best sister anyone could ask for. No food, for… Continue reading NANA (Part 3)

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NANA (Part 2)

NanaThe air inside that room was oppressive, it was better to sit outside and watch the small house that had been our home for many years.A year ago, Nana left the house after a heated argument with my mother. I remember how mother had been mentioning the sterling qualities of Priests and Nuns who visited… Continue reading NANA (Part 2)

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The Return of Efunsetan Aniwura

Death is the doorway to new life. We live today. We shall live again. In many forms we shall return. The Egyptian Prayer of Resurrection *** The story you are about to read is for a competition. Continue on reading at the website below. Use the star button to rate the story. Your support means… Continue reading The Return of Efunsetan Aniwura