short stories
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Rooted (Shedding)
I’ve been in a still position staring at a dark room silently speaking to God over the past hour or so. At 8 pm, the lights went out so I retired to my cousin’s bedroom for a short lie down, what else do people do within those two hours? It eventually ended and feeling tired,…
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Rooted
It’s very rare in the UK that I’m up at 5am everyday sitting under a blue sky absorbing this much warmth before the temperature rises to the unbearable. It’s these little things I’m always longing for from my home of adoption. The African child in me awaits the early bird songs in the stillness of…
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Senses
The atmosphere this morning felt a little different while witnessing a murmuration. Such mornings shouldn’t be missed; God’s wide canvas wonderfully painted as the world without much motion but clouds, reveals colours in the sky. The air is brisk, strange how that suddenly happens on cue once October greets. Gone are the long days of…
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Life of a Live- in Carer
Wednesday 21 June 2023, Today is the longest day of Summer, it’s only 9:30 in the morning and it feels like 2 days in one- that’s a long day! A typical day for a Live-in Carer. An ideal way for me to spend a beautiful, warm day like this would be resting in bed with…
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‘Help me, please!’
When 5 pm hit, I could feel the sweat on my back and the heat radiating off my body as I walked into the house. I’d completed a strenuous third lap out of four of my day’s shift, an hour walk from home and back. After all these weeks since the start of summer, I’m…
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The One You Lay Next To
Have you ever breathed in fog? Like walked right into the thick of it and sucked it in, whether by mistake or on purpose. Hits the throat right? And not in the most refreshing way when you’re already experiencing cold symptoms. ‘This is going to be a fun walk’ I thought to myself drawing the…
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The Journey
It was on a train journey back to work, staring out the window, that I came to accept happiness was something I did not quite know. Although the views of the country fields and the sheep in the distance made me smile, happiness was a feeling that seemed foreign, at least in my soul.
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My Tunisian sad story
I’ve recently revisited some photographs from my past travels and felt to write a fiction piece based on an actual event that took place a week after I left Sousse. I evidently, am a fortunate one to have left when I did and my heart still goes out to the lives lost & their relatives. My…
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In Too Deep, the doors that lure us in
As I’m sat here reflecting, I’m becoming aware of significant characteristics I’d paid no mind to embrace as the younger me. Growth. There’s beauty in everything around us, things we miss out on, things only a few of us catch onto and sometimes on our personal journeys in search of signs and guidance, things we…