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109. The Wife | Rebellious Flash 300
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A 300-day one 300-word (or less) flash by Rebellious XIV. I awoke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling with a voice comforting my firstborn child. As I adjusted to a new position, my arm brushed against my wife, sleeping next to me. Let that sink in. Feel your heart try to break free from the cage that is your chest. Honey, my wife said, baby in her arms, what’s the problem? I opened my eyes. There she was, the only other person in the room, besides the baby, with no one in bed with me. I’m taking ...
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112. Kill Shot | Rebellious Flash 300
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A 300-day one 300-word (or less) flash by Rebellious XIV. Nothing beats being in the right place, at the right time. There are few types of people in the world who would seek out the cities that sit on the sharp edges of machetes and grenade pins. He is one them. It is for this reason he left the comfort of his home country, to this hot country burning with Sun and C4. A bomb goes off somewhere in the market. The force is so intense it shatters the window beside him. She notices him and stretches her arm...
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REQUIEM : TO YOU, GRAN | LET'S RANT
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I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe. REQUIEM : TO YOU, GRAN. Posted in Random Thoughts. Andy, why you no tell Shully say make she tell Tunde sey I wan see am. 8217; Gramps and Grandma ould always wade in when there was any sort of trouble at home. I do not recall you ever being intrusive in any way, all you did was counsel with love, all you did was express genuine concern. Then again,...
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Random Bants | LET'S RANT
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I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe. Share this article with others :). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Follow Blog via Email.
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So Long G. | LET'S RANT
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I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe. Posted in Random Thoughts. There is a question I have always had in my heart, one I have always wanted to ask people I encounter, but really never cared to ask; “why does the world hurriedly admonish people to forget those they have lost”? Why is it easy for unlookers to dismiss the pain of others, especially when it has to do with other humans?
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HILARIOUS VIDEO! | LET'S RANT
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I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe. This is one of the most hilarious clips I have watch so far on the #NdaniSeriesBouquet Enjoy! Posted on July 22, 2015. Skinny Girl In Transit – Trailer. REQUIEM : TO YOU, GRAN ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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Take Me To Church. Never Mind | LET'S RANT
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I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe. Take Me To Church. Never Mind. Posted in Random Thoughts. For me 2016 started on quite a low, then high note. I was so happy, thinking I would get a fresh start away from mistakes that had plagued me from years before, but they came pouring in as strong as ever, almost shattering me, and further proving that indeed a part of me had really died.
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110. Nostalgia | Rebellious Flash 300
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A 300-day one 300-word (or less) flash by Rebellious XIV. My classmates called us “husband and wife” to mock. I hated when they said, but deep down, I loved it. One day, Anu didn’t show up in school. The teacher said she had been transferred to another school. I still remember the lump in my throat and how it disappeared when I cried my eyes out in the toilet. We were friends for just one term and that was the period I remember the most from primary school. I never saw her again. Not until now. On 115...
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Story Archive | Rebellious Flash 300
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A 300-day one 300-word (or less) flash by Rebellious XIV. Here are the links to every story posted so far. Enjoy🙂. 4 Virgin, Pregnant. 6 Eight Years In The Making. 8 History Recycles Itself. 9 If You Are Reading This. 10 The King’s Kings. 11 I Need You Here. 14 On The Coroner’s Table. 16 Seeing Her Cry. 17 Everybody Respects Money. 18 Famine Is Bad Enough. 19 Time Waits For No Man. 23 The Execution Chamber. 24 So You Are Muslim. 25 When They Asked Him. 27 Victory Is Certain. 28 My Sitting Here Beside You.
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108. The Window | Rebellious Flash 300
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A 300-day one 300-word (or less) flash by Rebellious XIV. That is a very good watch, I say to my friend as we stand at a store window in the mall. But it’s too expensive, she says. He agrees with her. The watch has a seven hundred thousand naira tag to it. A quick math in his head gives the cost at over four thousand dollars. That’s a plot of land on my wrist, she says. Wrong, he says. A plot of farmland in my village costs twenty-five thousand naira. He smiles at her, for courtesy’s sake. She just l...
