I shivered one more time not sure if it was due to how my life had turned out or the cold night wind blowing through my barely covered body. I cringed as tears blurred my vision. If only I saw…
Category: Short Stories
I wish you were here
Sometimes, I feel like I hear you whispering my name
Like a soft breath right behind my ear
‘What exactly are you trying to say?’ Tade was starting to get worried. Arinze lowered his voice
even more and bent towards him conspiratorially. He spoke in hushed tones. ‘I am saying that all the past owners of that house have died mysteriously and
everybody knows. Everyone is afraid to buy it so it has been empty for the past three years. Rumour has it that a ghost haunts the house.’
You know, when they talk about love, they don’t tell you everything. No, they sugar-coat it and talk about happily ever afters, the simple and complex arguments and the bizarre breakups. Maybe they even tell of some of the struggles…but they never talk about us. They don’t tell you of the several trials and errors. They don’t tell you of the pain, and the stigma. They don’t tell you about us, the ones who fall for people we can’t be with.
One day, when the glory comes, it’ll be ours…
Anyway, I went to ask my younger sister if I could borrow her phone to use for Instagram but she was sleeping. Sleeping! Sleeping ke? At this critical time when I was about to shoot the shot that would shoot me out of St. Singlehood. Never! So, I woke her up to ask her for the phone and her password (every 16-year-old has that these days…jeez).
He watched his mother take his last breath. In all his life, he had never felt so…empty. The moment it was about to happen, that moment when everything stopped and the universe stood at attention for an act that altered his life forever, he knew.
‘Sure.’ I smiled at him like the lovestruck idiot that I was. I watch him walk off and imagined how the beautiful babies we’d have would be just as funny as he was. We’d live in a house by the lake, have three children and the rest would fall into place.
It is a conspiracy, it is weird, bizarre and a secret that should have been obvious. Someway somehow, we are all messed up and are just covering madness with sane people clothes.
I’ve been avoiding you ever since…not because I’m embarrassed…okay maybe I am…a little…but because I’ve started writing a book…it’s about you.