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WHAT A WICKED WORLD EPISODE 3- Nigerian story

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  WHAT A W!CKED WORLD Episode Three “You’re a mad wife! What are you still trying to explain? That you went out to see another man and came back late?” Mr. Ken shouted furiously. Miss Annabel stood with tears streaming down her face. How could her husband say such things after all the suffering she had faced at the market? She had come home tired, bruised in spirit, only to be met with more pain. “My husband, please,” she pleaded softly. “Please don’t hurt me this time. Let me explain everything—why I came home late from the market.” Juliet watched sadly from a distance. She hated seeing her father mistreat her mother but always stayed away because there was nothing she could do. “There is nothing for you to explain!” Mr. Ken snapped. “You left the house early and didn’t come back until now. You kept me waiting and hungry all day. And you left your dumb daughter hungry too!” Miss Annabel tried to explain, “I got to the market late. The buyers had left, so I had to sell the oranges ...

WHAT A WICKED WORLD Episode 2- Nigeria Story

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  WHAT A W!CKED WORLD Written by Raphael’s Creative Pen  Episode Two “Stupid woman! Make sure you wash those clothes until they’re as clean as snow, or I’ll kill you myself!” Mr. Ken shouted, his voice sharp and full of anger. Miss Annabel’s eyes filled with tears as she stood on her toes, trembling. Every day was a battle, a fight to survive her husband’s cruelty. But no matter how much she suffered, she still loved him deeply. The thought of leaving their marriage never crossed her mind. Her voice cracked as she tried to explain, “I’m sorry, my husband. I only wanted to rush to the market and sell the oranges. Buyers come from a town far away, and they buy in large quantities. If I don’t go now, I might lose the chance to sell them, and then we won’t have money for food.” Mr. Ken’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t know why your brain isn’t working,” he sneered. “I told you to go inside, wash all my clothes, and then sell those stupid oranges! Do you think I have time to wait for you ...