Tunji
My plan is failing. This wasn't supposed to happen. She doesn't even really talk to me. I was supposed to get closer to her. My queen. My heart everything. She wouldn't know what she has done but she has taken my heart with her. And she doesnt know it.
I watched Temiloluwa
TemiThe tick tok of the alarm clock next to my bed reminded me of the brief time to round up the revisions I've been doing ever since I came back from prep hall yesterday.The past days had been excruciating because of the test we started three days ago and the whole school has been tense ever since. Darting my
SarahThe whole deal with test was finally over and I couldn't be any happier, it was really excruciating . Adjusting myself on one of the black leather couch placed in our common room, the thought that had been swaying on my mind like a fairy floating on a bird of flowers came again, to surface and this time, I couldn't ignore it.
The cool voice of Kizz Daniel could be heard all the way from my room in the hostel. I sat on my bed, making a mental decision on what to wear. When it came to dressing, I was not really the best, but I could say I was okay.Finally residing to wearing the more comfier clothes out of the six clothes I had selected after finishing laundry today. I settled on my bed to take a brief rest.On second thoughts, let me find someth
TemiThe blinding lights coming from outside, shone through window rays of my bedside window dragging me out of my half conscious sleep. I woke up few minutes ago but decided to lazy around.Friday had rolled in quick bef
The loud humming voice buzzing through the flat screen TV located at the far end centre of the room was the only sound that could be heard in the room, as I lay, leg stretched above one another, arms crossed over each other between the back of my head, on the plush white leather cushion chair.Mum had gone very early in the morning while I was still sleeping, leaving only me and my thoughts in the house. Regarding the white cream colored sturdy wall in the living room, I pondered idly on what I could use my time to do. In a moment of deciding on which series to watch, a pop from my phon
TemiI stand and stare blankly at the mess of sheet staring back mockingly at me, wondering briefly where to start from. It wasn't really messy generally but I had a phobia for always having clean and well arranged sheets before laying on it."Knock, knock." Timi helped himself in after I was done st
Timi.My dad's voice drawled throughout the empty and silent hallway across the other side of the room, and I felt myself start to get a little irritated. His deep rich made him sound like a gentleman as he called out to me again, and I found myself get more irritated.
I walked side by side my mum into the office of my always inquisitive therapist, Doctor Tutu. I felt my hands twitch nervously. That anxiety that always came with having to talk to my therapist came rushing back with full force.I took in deep breaths, trying to calm myself and also trying to ease my mother's worry. We got into the counseling/therapy section of the hospital and I was sure I could locate Doctor Tutu's office blindfolded.