♠To forever after friendships...Sarah Okoye★"Your friend's name keeps trending everywhere. Rumor has it that she comes from a broken family." The light skinned woman with her perpetual red coated lips, commented as she scrolled through her phone with a satisfied smirk. They were seated around a glassy table with plates of food neatly placed on it. She glanced at her mum who had a concentrated solely on her phone. It's been ten minutes now and all her mum had managed to talk about at dinner was April's leaked secrets. About her secret boyfriend and her dad."Honey we're at dinner right now as a family. I'd appreciate it if you drop the phone or better still put it away." That was her father. He had managed to keep his tone leveled but she could sense the irritation underneath his cool tone. Her mum glanced up, eyebrows arched up and an impassive expression."Excuse you for preventing me from relishing this moment, our daughter just bade good riddance to the one persistent objecto
♠An olive branch-an extension of forgiveness and friendship.♠•It's past twelve and her world is spinning. It's like the world is suddenly revolving around her, rolling her over and tossing her outer space. Yet she's lost-staring blankly at no one in particular and basically speechless. It would be better to say she was struggling for words but right now, the least she could do was struggle further. Not after the world had submerged her in its unfairness. Her life was finally starting to make meaning. Not so much though, but she was starting to embrace the lemons life had thrown at her, make them into lemonades just to see it turn sour again, the kind of sour that made you wish to become ageusia. She is standing right in the midst of chaos. confused and shocked. Kim still has his grin and she didn't expect him to lose it anyway, he was back from the hospital after all so if anything else would make him smile wider than he was already, it is the fact that he thinks he is finally v
♠I learned that when a pottery is broken, it can be put together and made even more beautiful. I'm like a pottery. Though malleable, can still be made beautiful through my scars. I can and will heal despite the astronomical amount of time it'll take._Yara Chizaram Williams•••“ Research shows that nearly 800,000 people mostly within the range of 15-29 years, die each year due to suicide which is caused by depression. In Nigeria, it was reported that chronic depression is being caused as a result of negative effects like shock, death or conflict…” She paused, looking all around her and taking glimpse of the teenagers seated around her and listening with rapt attention.Sarah smiled warmly at her, urging her to go on while George held a book, taking down notes of everything and then there was another guy taking pictures. For some weird reasons, she thought mildly of snatching his camera because, ugh. He couldn't do a better job than Toby. Moreover, that was suppose to be Toby's.An
♠𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡.𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐖𝐡𝐲? 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬._Ujuritaellianna★Bluebells' enlightenment spree was like a fundraising outreach program and only the voluntary team didn't need to raise funds. The sports knights held competition that required everyone gathered to have paid a particular amount of money to watch the games of swimming, tennis, football, basketball, hockey, volleyball etc. The book blazers had debate competitions and educative outreach programs which they got paid for while the socials held different kinds of entertainment that'd make everyone interested paying fo
♠𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚.♠•••𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tobyyyy, happy birthday to you. Hip hip hip!!!Hooray!!!Camera clicks Laughters and more smiles. The air was contagious, cherry smiles and nude joy enlivened the rooftop of the hospital lobby which was devoid of people except for Yara, Sarah, George, April and a truckload of wrapped gifts stacked at one side and flowers and birthday wishes from schoolmates who according to Yara, weren't invited. "Today isn't my birthday. Y'all didn't have to do this." He grinned widely at all of them gathered."Actually, it was your girlfriend's idea." Sarah interjected and he fixated an arched brow at Yara who let out a gleeful sigh."I know. I just really wanted to throw you a part
♠𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑖𝑡. ♠_April Waje•••“It's day 28 Yara, would you like us to talk about anything?” The woman's office was spacious, a fluffy rug blanketed the floors, the lights had been turned off and only some candle lights in its holder illuminated the room, the AC hummed soft air and a large cushion rested at a corner of the room, a bit apart from where the tea maker was kept. Yara said nothing except to sit still and stare blankly into space. She was aware of her environment, she was aware of the woman who had calmly been entertaining her silence for almost a month, she was aware of the reason she had come to her in the first place. She was aware that the woman, Chimereya also called Reya was her therapist ever since Toby's demise.It didn't make her speak. She hardly
♠𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔._Ujuritaellianna•“Does running away solve anything at all?” Yara stared back at the woman who was offering tea for the second time, placing the paper cup dedicatedly like it was glass. Her countenance was impassive and blank as though she hadn't just finished listening to Yara's story and asking that question. “It's soothing. Doesn't solve anything but it's better than turning to drugs and alcohol for help.” The woman smiled, “Have you tried to reach out to them again?” “No. I don't know if they ever want me. Sometimes I think I'm some kind of bad charm, I attract only the bad things to people around me and myself. ” Reya said nothing, urging her to go on. “Josie thought I was a small butterfly when I was little. Like I could change the world or something. Toby thought th
♠You shoot me down, but I won't fall,I am titanium.♠Week 4."It's called rebranding." Reya smiled, sipping the glass of juice gingerly."What does that mean?" "Good question.” she leaned in further, "it's like doing away with those issues that weigh you down and taking on the good side of why you're alive despite everyone.""But there is no good side of life when you lose your sister and years later your boyfriend or when you get molested and thrown into a juvenile because no one believes your story rather think you're a demon of some kind and there's absolutely no good side of life when your parents treat you like shit and lie to your face everytime." she scoffed, "so tell me, what's the good there?" Reya nodded affirmatively, "i understand, Yara. I do because you have every right to feel this kind of way and I don't want to be that person who would just like to tell you to move on. I can assure you, it's not so easy as anyone would tell you." she paused, taking in a deep breat