Friendship

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In our series of letters from African journalists, film-maker and columnist Farai Sevenzo shares her account of waking up to the sound of a...

Thursday 24th April. 5.50am I awoke to the sound of a noise. It was my alarm clock, but this time I was not surprised to see it. It had been playing music for the...

It all started when my father called me and wanted me to go to the police department with him to file an official complaint...

A couple of days after my father called me and wanted me to go to the police department with him to file an official complaint about someone who killed his dog so he could...

Mark walked into the casino and pointed to the cash machine

“What’s with the 100,000?” asked Sam. “The bonus is 2K? It’s too much.” “I have faith in myself and my abilities to beat the system,” Mark said. “You just have to be patient.” The...

When I was growing up my father used to act like he was a real sheriff, like a real sheriff out in the real...

But my father isn’t like he used to be, he’s not the same anymore, at least not the person I know he used to be. I mean, he used to be one of those...

This is the account of the moment a car crashed into a tree on a country road in County Down

I went back to my car to collect the insurance papers. It was almost as quick as it was to get out of the car so I would still get the money. After the...

Last week I wrote a letter to the police asking them to investigate a sexual assault that was reported to them a few weeks...

Well now I got a piece of evidence that could be helpful for your investigation so I hope you will help me for the sake of the people reading this if you can help...

Angie walked over to the window and started painting

“It’s the most vivid nightmare I’ve ever had,” she said. “Do you think the dream you’ve been having lately is due to what you saw that day on the bridge?” I shrugged. “I don’t...

When I closed my eyes, I could feel the warmth of the earth around me

We were lucky to be here. This place was one of my dreams. It was also a destination for the damned. A destination of the damned. When I closed my eyes, I visualized the...

When I was a kid my father would go out and shoot guns at night, he liked the outdoors and he liked to shoot,...

When my father was my age he would go out and shoot guns at night, he liked the outdoors and he liked to shoot, the first thing he liked to do when he went...

It was the last time I would see my father

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I had spent the last few minutes of my life...

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It’s not dark enough for me to draw my own blood

Now, here, the silence is broken by a cawing that’s not a bird nor a crow, but an owl. The owl flies directly into the headlights. I see him, a large yellow eyed bird...

My sister was killed in a drunk driving accident

Walking to the beach with my umbrella still on top, I watched the water rippling on the rocky shore and thought to myself…I don’t belong here. I don’t fit in. I want to go...

Three hours pass and the phone rings again

Three hours passes and the phone rings again. A couple of rings. He opens his eyes and smiles at the caller ID. He glances at his watch. 5:46. He looks up and sighs, shaking...