Let every soul be subject to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and the authorities that exist are appointed by God – Romans 13:1, NKJV He was a judge. I was in trouble. I had two choices. Go to jail for shop-lifting or sleep with him. I didn’t know what… Read More The Judge
I was scarred for life. I got it from my ex-boyfriend, Keon when he was beating me. He had a knife in his hand and he wielded it at me, it caught me at the side of my eye. He punched me and I felt to the floor, stunned and bleeding when the police burst… Read More Scarred
Jonathan Michael was his name. As a young lad, he liked helping others, especially the unfortunate. The fifth of eight children, he was the brightest and the most hard-working of the lot. He was well-liked by his teachers and the shopkeepers who gave him odd jobs. When asked what he wanted to be when he… Read More The Defender
“What you doing here?” Clive asked Margaret. It unnerved him that she was right outside of the Four Seasons Hotel where he was staying. He had just returned from visiting his Aunt Caroline who was out on bail and staying with his older brother Robert and his wife while awaiting her trial. “I wanted to… Read More Clive Gets a Visitor
In June 2011, Rumana Monzur’s visit to Bangladesh turned into a nightmare when her husband, the father of her child viciously attacked her. He robbed her of her sight and disfigured her face because she wanted to pursue a higher education in Canada. “He has made my world dark. I can’t see my daughter,”… Read More Blinded But Not Defeated
“Mommy, Mommy,” Kevon cried, running to her. Alarmed, Inez reached down and picked him up. “What’s the matter, Baby?” she asked. “Grandma said that Daddy’s in Hell because he killed a man.” “Go and tell Auntie Hilda goodbye while I speak to Grandma.” She put him down and he ran off. Inez turned to… Read More Defending Joe
My name is Sophia. I have been living with a secret since I was eight. It’s a shameful thing and every-time I think about it, I feel sick and I wish I could curl up and just die. No one at school knows but I keep wondering if they could tell just by looking at… Read More Sophia’s Secret
It stood there, a monochrome structure, unusual in appearance as tourists and curiosity seekers descended upon its immaculate grounds like a swarm of locusts. They came every year to see if it would cave in. The owners of the property were determined that it never would. As long as it remained standing, the money would… Read More Rebuilding/Monochrome #writephoto
I stood there in the secluded spot and tranquil place where we used to meet. It was our secret place where we could love each other freely. Back there it was against the law for a white man and a black woman to have relations. Race mixing as they called it was banned. The punishment… Read More Love Lives On/Tranquil #writephoto
Cai stared at the moon as it hung low over the horizon. Sleep eluded her. Her husband, Huan was in Myanmar investigating the Rohingya massacre. Five days had passed since she last heard from him. She constantly checked her emails and cell for messages but nothing was forthcoming. A knock on the door jolted her. … Read More Cai
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