#Letter: Five Sachets of Water and Eggs

My dear 15-year-old self, You’re in a lot of mess and you can’t see farther than this year. Life always seems that way, that’s why we take life one step at a time. It is a crime to be friends with a boy in your school and everyone is talking about you. You didn’t do […]

White.

Toluwalope, I. As a child, I always dreamed of my future husband. I think it would be fair if I told you that I suffered from sleeplessness when I was small. I found it hard to sleep during the night and so as to make myself dizzy, I had to think of something sweet or […]

Coming Home [Part 2.]

Dear Ayanla,

When I received your letter, Ayanla, I did not know how to react. At first, a river of happiness flooded my heart at the thought of seeing your rebellious face again. And then grief beyond measure swept me off my feet. It is sad, Ayanla, that you ignored all our warnings and pushed your own mother to the floor that night you sent Folashade away. It is sad that after you’ve caused our family a big loss and thrown our family name into big disrepute, you are coming back with the magical words.

Coming Home. [Part 1]

Dear Uncle,

Yes, it is not a mistake. It is not a dream. It is me, Ayanla. I will not be surprised or disappointed if you decide not to read this letter further because I know I do not deserve your attention and should even be grateful that you have read to this point and are still reading. Uncle, I want to say sincerely, I AM SORRY.

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