My name is Ekeka Ende and I existed beneath the shadows as a child. I was that girl that wasn’t noticed by anyone, no friends to play with or family members to understand my silence. As a result, I became an angry teenager, always frowning even in the midst of celebration just to garner some […]
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Break your own heart
What do you do when you already know it’s fire and it’ll burn you without mercy? But you also know the burning will take some time. That there’ ll first be the sweetest sensation ever; with fingers fanned with cool breeze and heart bleeding ice-cream and balloons… And maybe, just maybe, the fire will never […]
One
When I was way younger, I used to write stories like: “the old woman and the boy”. These stories were very predictable. E.g. “There were two boys, one good, one bad. The bad boy did not help the old woman carry her load whilst the good boy obviously helped the woman. The old woman blessed […]
