Category: Short Stories

Andrea I was born a rich girl in a family of three children. But that’s not my superpower. My superpower is that I can tell you within the

Jane appeared to me the type of girl who stood on the sidelines surveying the field. Juggling a handful of men at any particular time and then picking

My mother-in-law stares knives at me as I open the door. I can see her face turning beetroot-red all the way from my doorstep. I hurriedly put my

She had always been afraid of being used and thrown away like some expired item. She had guarded herself against boys by wearing baggy clothes to hide her

When I got pregnant at fifteen mama cursed and threw her wig on the floor revealing unkempt bantu knots. “I did not raise a harlot,” she screamed. “Who

Come close, I want to whisper a secret into your ear. I will poison a little boy by the end of this story but it won’t be out

You had never seen such a stunning girl before, you thought as you watched her walk across the petrol station. She was petite and tall in fitting grey

The first time baba came home drunk, he banged the door in a horrifying cadence that made me jolt awake in terror. There was a heated debate and