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Those Black Americans

I knew who “them” was. They were the black people that didn’t have Nigerian parents or parents from any other country in Africa. The ones that didn’t go to an Igbo church or speak Igbo…

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The Class Trip

…The igloo fell silent and the only thing that people heard was their hard breath breaking the crisp air in front of them…

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The Light

…My eyes burst open when my sleep is disturbed by an eerie ringing noise that echoes through my room like a wolf’s howl in a grim and barren canyon…