Wrinkles

         “Argh,” I grumbled. I had struck my foot against another stone. It was my fault for running in the dark but I had no choice, looking over my shoulder, I could see they were close behind. I ran into the thick, dark envelope of the forest hunted by a mob with weapons and torches. My legs were skinny but swift and I was able to dribble past a man, probably from the mob, who tried to ambush me.    “She’s fast,” he breathed, in want of air.  I kept on running, deeper into the thick forest, ignoring the vegetation slapping my face and those scratching my skin, the cold slapping against my body, and the eerie sounds of the night. My heart pounded within me, my breath came in short, quick gasps for air and my feet worked at double their pace. I stumbled through dense vegetation times without number, scraping my knees more often than not. I was practically running blindly until my eyelids took on a

  I stood up from the bed, laying the matress, I saw a white cloth wrap with slight red stains on the lamp stand. Sniffing it, there was alcohol. ' He probably used it to clean my bruises'. I scrolled my eyes to the paintings on the wall. There were lots of artifacts showing the early slave trades that occurred, the chains, blinders, cuffs. I went straight to where I had seen my poster, checking it out. ' Of all the pictures I had, they saw it wise to upload this particular one!, how rude'. I looked like a slave myself.'They must've searched all my pictures and taken the worst of all'. There was a reading table by the left, covered with open books. I walked closer and checked, they were criminal cases on murderers, amidst checking them one after the other, something fell.  'piiinnnnggg'.I rushed to pick it up immediatly.It was a dagger!,Why would a dagger be here?, Of what use?, Security?, Hope he's not a serial killer!. Once again, I disap

The sky became darker, indicating that evening was setting in. They were in Dilindu's backyard. The cool breeze blew at their skin and the fresh air from the vegetation enveloped the area. Sitting on two wooden chairs that faced the farm. They both sat in silence until Dilindu finally spoke."Nnedi told me she quit doing drugs with you". "Oh really, that bitch is a cunning liar". " How do you mean?"."You know, ever since that incident transpired between you too, she had been planning all sorts of stunts to pull on you"."I don't believe you". I said. Nnedi and I were already past that matter after we settled things. Why would she think that?. " I heard from one of her friends that helped her to run some risky errands. He said she asked him to plant some coke on your mother's farmland as payback for taking Kamdi away from her. So she would implicate you and have both you and your family killed"." What?, To that extent?". I asked in disbelief. It would have been better she did all t

My stance changed completely from the brief emotional encounter I had with Kamdi earlier. Butterflies kept flying in my stomach as I tried to wipe off the stupid grin plastered on my face as i walked to the kitchen. There were some mushrooms and vegetables on the counter and a sack of rice in the high cupboard with a transparent glass fixed to the wall " Finally, something solid to eat to hold body and soul together", I whispered to myself, chuckling. The darkness of the night kept gained ground as I picked a lamp on the floor to lit it. However, I stood for a while, contemplating if I should cook because cooking wasn't really my thing. I was mostly occupied in the track and fields team. I persistently tried to improve my speed capability. My main motivation emanated from the urge to show the freeborns that a slave can do much more than they ever expected.I stretched to take the Rice sack. Meanwhile, there was a dark figure by my side, probably emanating from the ray of light. My e