Let Boko Haram come back and see

Mama held on to her daughter. Tears ran down her cheeks and her chin before forming a small puddle on her daughter’s shoulder. Tears trickled down her daughter’s back when Mama lifted her up her feet, set her down, disengaged her tight hold and stared into her face. She repeated her action a second time, … Continue reading Let Boko Haram come back and see

Deep Inside Sambisa Forest

Several loud gunshots came from the vicinity of the school gate, followed by piercing cries from my schoolmates. Boko Haram. It was time to say our last prayers. I took what I intended to be one last look at the bed of my best friend and neighbor. Her eyes locked into mine and reminded me … Continue reading Deep Inside Sambisa Forest