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Short Story: Blood on My Hands II
July 27, 2013

I looked at my bloody hands, my heart pounding, dudum….. dudum. I watched him lay lifeless in the pool of his blood. His blood was rich red and spluttered everywhere. It had been a tough struggle but I overpowered him. It was a gory sight. I looked at my bloody hands, my heart pounding, dudum….. […]

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My Ghanaian Princess.
August 17, 2012

“Good evening customer, how work today?” She said beaming with smiles like a child at his birthday present. “I’m fine” I replied managing to muster a smile. “Work has been wonderful. How market?” I asked her. “Market dey move Oh! In fact market don move as I don see you.” She said as she packaged […]