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After careful consideration of all entries by three judges, three top stories have been chosen out of 36 delighful creative pieces of fiction.

Congratulations to the writers of the stories. The absence of your name does not discredit you as a writer, it just means there’s always room for improvement. 

And as a writer who will eventually face the world, it’s all about trying till you make it. I hope this will serve to strengthen your writing spirit to make it. Therefore congratulations to everyone for being brave enough to put his/her writeup out there.

Winners List:

1st Runner Up- Rabi Lawal, Entry 4 (N2,000)

2nd Runner Up- Oyeniran Tofunmi Eunice, Entry 15 (N3,000)

Winner- Ruqayyah Saghir Nabage, Entry 14 (N10,000)

Honourable Mentions:

Annie Ifinedo

Hauwa Hala Nuraddeen

Ishola Ubaydah

Jesutofunmi Fekoya

Dela Azojani Adeorike

Yunusa ibrahim

Gift Ukay

Aisha Mahmud

Watch this space for more contests and mentorship opportunities.

Thank you for your participation.

Meet one of our Judges, Inufin Ayomide D’great. He is a poet per excellence who has excelled in and mastered the art of making English conform to his writing whims.

Owing to his writing prowess, Ayomide has recently been profiled by Wikipedia as a globally recognized poet.

Some of his 12 achievements are:

* 2004 Goshen Boys & Girls writing competition (runner up)

* Best orator and winner 2015 Professor Atinmo oratory competition, University of Ibadan

* 2016 MidasMinds Literary Inc winner Short story category

* 2017 PCG Dynamite Awards Overall best poet, most creative writer, best Poetry collaboration

* 2018 runner up Poetry & Prose Hood Valentine competition

* 2018 PCG Dynamite Awards Overall best poet, most creative writer, best Poetry collaboration, King of the year, Poem of the year with the poem *Ayo has a boyfriend*, writerolic of the year.

The list of the top 20 stories to qualify for the judging stage is ready. The list was compiled following five-day the voting process where some stories had almost 300 votes to their names.

Shortlisted writers for Flash Fiction Writing Contest:

1. Dela Azojani Adeorike

2. Stephen Ezennwa

3. Jesutofunmi Fekoya

4. Hauwa Hala Nuraddeen

5. Umeh Prisca Ijeoma

6. Deborah Johnson

7. Nana Khadija Yahaya

8. Mary Emmanuel Bawa

9. Eniola Balogun

10. Idris Ayanfe

11. Chiziterem Chijioke

12. OYENIRAN TOFUNMI EUNICE

13. Ruqayyah Saghir Nabage

14. Yunusa Ibrahim

15. Gift Ukay

16. Ishola Ubaidah

17. Annie Ifinedo

18. Rabi Lawal

19. Aisha Bint Mahmud

20. Khadija Musa

All 20 shortlisted stories were beautifully relayed but only three will winners will be announced on the 28th.

The judges will judge based on story line, theme, how well the rules were followed, diction, punctuation and many other factors.

2nd Runner up- N2,000

1st runner up- N3,000

Winner- N10,000.

May the very best story win. Best of luck to all.

Aisha Madaki

Sandra was raped by some street guys at the age of 14 when she was in High School, she was expelled because of the pregnancy she got. Both her parents were dead so she lived with her neighbors because her relatives weren’t there for her. She was sent out of her neighbors’ house because of the pregnancy and the society wasn’t there to protect her. She took care of herself despite so much difficulties moving from this job to another. After giving birth to her baby girl, Ana, she made it her biggest priority to protect the girl. She met a guy, Andrews who usually visits the cafe she works at then. When the baby was 3years old, They got married. He’s a commercial Driver. He took care of her and her Daughter. Sandra got the chance and went back to school. They were living a contented life.

Ana is now 8 years old, she’s growing well and started going to school. Her Mother protects her in all possible ways. 

One unfortunate Night, Andrews got back home very drunk, Sandra was helping him relax when she found gun inside his pocket. She was deadly scared, he wasn’t in his senses so she hid the gun inside drawer. He woke up later and couldn’t ask her of the gun, he thought maybe he dropped it in the car they robbed together with his friend.

“I’ll get it in the morning” He concluded 

Sandra was in dilemma, she trusted and loved Andrews so much, buh seeing him with gun scared her. 

“what was he doing with a gun?” “How do I know the truth?” She was very confused. 

“I need to protect Ana” She added

Andrew woke up early as usual, he kept smiling without reason. Sandra was scared wether he found out the hidden gun. He cleared his throat and to her surprise he wasn’t talking about the gun

“Today is our 5th anniversary if you’ve forgotten, I want us to go out for dinner in the evening” 

Sandra was very happy to hear that, she hasn’t forgotten about it, but the night was an unfortunate one. 

“Thank you Andrews, we’ll be ready by 7PM ” She said 

Ana was very happy, it’s the first time she’d be having dinner outside with her parents. 

Andrew went back home around 6PM, Sandra and Ana were already set to go. He went to change when someone called his phone. The phone kept ringing, Sandra took the phone and at that instant a message popped in.. 

“You can never disappoint us after waiting for good 5years, it’s either you bring that girl to us or we kill your wife together with your 3 kids” she couldn’t stand again, she fell down in tears. Ana rushed to her asking “Mum what happened? Is anything wrong? Tell me please”

“Ana you must leave this house, go to our Neighbor Miss Blessing, I’ll come and pick you there” 

“What do you mean Mum, we are going out for dinner with Dad”

“Don’t call him Dad again, He’s a wicked Person, listen to your Mum okay. We don’t have time, tell her that she shouldn’t tell anyone you are there, I’ll come myself to take you, if I didn’t she should keep hiding you there please” 

“Mum…”

“Ana run, we don’t have time, he can be here any second. Just run” she pushed her out of the house

“Let’s go, wait where’s Ana?” Andrews interrogated 

“I sent her out” 

“What do you mean?”

“What are you planning on doing with my daughter? Who are you giving my daughter to? Did you married me because of my daughter? Who are you?” Sandra Shouted in tears giving him his phone

He grabbed her by neck and said “Now that you figured it out tell me where that girl is, it’s the only thing that will spare your life” 

“Even if you’ll kill me I won’t tell you”

“You think I won’t? Let me tell you, I’ve never loved you for a second, I have a woman I love with 3 Children. Can’t you see I couldn’t have a child with you. You are nothing but trash, with nobody in this earth to help you, I want your daughter at this age to make sacrifice and become billionaire, after that I can think of making you my mistress”

Painful tears kept dropping from Sandra’s eyes. She regretted the whole of her meeting Andrews. Her heart was shattered. Her breathe seized. She was in all of Shock and Agony. Five years of marriage, only to find out the Person she sees as Husband is a monster. She kept solving puzzles; He works every day and night, sometimes for a whole of a week, month and even more. He’s been definitely going to his Family. Not only that he’s a Robber, he now wants to sacrifice my only child, the only reason I’m putting a strong face as if my heart isn’t burdened..

“Where is the Bastard??” His shout brought her back to life. 

“Kill me and I’ll tell you in Hell” She muttered 

“I’ll end this today” He angrily went to the car he drove. She ran and brought out the gun she hid. He came in with nothing only to find what he was looking for in her hands. He’s now the one in shock. How did she get this? What the hell is this? He suddenly remembered last night; she took it then, he concluded. 

“Don’t think of pulling this trigger, you don’t know the consequences” 

“I don’t care wether I’ll end up killed or imprisoned as long as I’ll protect my daughter”

“Sandra don’t, remember how I took care of you, I was the only person that took you in. I protected you and provided you with everything you wanted…” He kept reminding her of the good deeds he did to her

Sandra was confused, He showed her love and care, He gave her so much Happiness, Her only daughter sees him as Father…” But it’s the same daughter he wanted to sacrifice now, he’s taking her away from you, he’s going to kill her and then kill you” she told herself 

She looked at him as he knelt pleading her to spare his life. She finally made a decision…Smiling, She pulled the trigger….

Title: Time Flux

By Deborah Johnson

This was it, she thought. This was the beginning and end all at once. Everything she did in this moment would define her future, past and  present. 
She’d been stuck in time before, it wasn’t pretty and right now, if she didn’t stop this monster of a man from activating the quantum accelerator, it would be the end of the world as she knew it.  
She swallowed her tears at the thought of her son and yelled. 
“Stop!”At the mad scientist, holding up a gun which she had picked up during one of her fight with the guards. 
“Stop or I’ll shoot”She yelled again, more forcibly 
“Never”He said, laughing maniacally  as he hit the activation button on the accelerator, ducking behind it for safety. 
“No! “She screamed, she couldn’t let all those people die. But that would mean she would die instead, because of the countless experiments done on her, she was connected to the machine, this was their plan all along!. 
Time slowed down as she struggled to make the hardest decision of her life. 
“I’m sorry”She whispered with tears in her eyes, to no one in particular and smiling, she pulled the trigger.

By Bilkisu Musa


“An eye for an eye, nothing more. He shall taste the bitterness of a bleeding heart, an eye for an eye!”  

Amina’s voice was audible enough to wake the dead. “He will have a taste of his own medicine”. With her mind all made up she drew the duvet to herself. Her head sore from all the tears. At her parent’s graves, she had took a handful of sand, with a firm intention she promised. “I will put Alhaji Adam in his grave while you are still fresh in here. Wallahi!” she swore. All grieved, Amina planned her revenge. she had heard his voice while mother stuffed her underneath the bed prior to her dead. Now, full darkness is all she awaits for punishment to be served. He’s still here amidst her family mourning the same people he killed. Slowly she crawled out of bed and headed for Alhaji Adams room. With the gun she had found on her father’s lifeless body held in her palm, she twisted the door handle. He was sitting on the bed, “Shhhhh!” she pointed the gun at him. Smiling, she pulled the trigger. 

By Michael Metu

Seventeen ways, that’s how many ways I imagined killing her. She completely ruined my childhood and left me with nightmares. The first time she abused me, nobody else was at home. She did terrible things to me like stuffing her breasts in my mouth, and later telling me to lie down on my back while she sat on my face. Her Vagina smelt like fish. I never forget the smell because I hated the smell of fish. Her hands were rough on my little penis, it was painful. She told me not to tell anyone about it, I never did. I was six and stupid. Dad was a hunter and Mum was a trader. My parents never suspected anything. Every night she waits for mum to start moaning, and then she comes to abuse me. I prayed to God on most nights, nothing happened. She always leave me with a painful erection so every morning I woke up with a sore penis.One night I threatened to scream and she brought Dad’s hunting gun to scare me. I knew she could shoot and was scared, but when she started touching my penis, I could not take it and I screamed my lungs out. I must have woken the neighbourhood. My parents rushed out and caught her pants down. Dad rushed at her with rage, she was still with the gun and maybe because she was scared of Dad, she pulled the trigger on Dad. I was screaming the whole time. 
Realizing she was going to be lynched, she pointed the gun to her head and smiling, she pulled the trigger. 

By Chidiogo Nsude

Tension trickled through space, and she met his gaze, eyeball to cowering eyeball. Utterly frightened, he swallowed.
She cocked her head to the side, a smirk lingering on her lips. He ducked behind his desk and her smirk grew.
“No last words, Kola? Or are we too scared to talk?” 
Kola held up his hands in defence.”Easy Chika, you don’t wanna hurt anyone, put the gun down; you don’t wanna cause anyone pain…”
“Shut up!” Her smirk morphed into a frown in a heartbeat and her grip on the gun tightened. “Shut up Kola!” Her eyes misted from the wealth of emotions she felt. “Pain you say?” She shook her head. “Pain? You don’t know what pain is, but I’ll tell you anyways; good girl that I am.” She chuckled bitterly. “Pain is seeing you bring another woman into our home in my presence and sleeping with her under the same roof. Pain is you throwing me out after making her pregnant; and humiliating me. And now I want to make you feel the pain too.”
“No, please you can’t. Chika, please hear me ou—”
“Oh yes I can. And I will.” Smiling, she pulled the trigger.

By Jonathan Oluwatosin O

At today’s gathering, Nadia recited a poem that ended with “…its okay to say that my Step Dad didn’t rape me, my Mother did!”. Palms were jammed in applause to the alluring words. 

Benediction and everyone was dismissed. If only they knew that a prayer point had earlier stood behind a mic; telling her own story. But it is poetry right? Another Poet perfectly puts words down that addresses an issue that was already growing into being a cliché

The day before, Nadia told her mother of the things done to her by her Stepfather. Her mother replied “you know happy say we don dey see food chop, no tell anyone abeg”. 

Nadia returned that night, made her way to their bedroom and wasted no time in calling judgement upon her defiler. Her mother was next, and no begging did spare her a bullet.

I stood faintly behind her, hoping I was much more than her shadow; so I could stretch my hands to cease the gun. I screamed, but it was all but silent yells. 

Gently, she guided her shaky hands to her head; with the gun pointing just above her ear, smiling, she pulled the trigger. 

By Peace .E. Victor

The last exam Eno wrote was the most difficult exams she has written since she got admission into the school. Few days later, while she was preparing to return home for holiday, her phone rang, she picked the call.
 ” Eno”  her mother called. “Good morning ma” eno greeted.”Eno your  father has been fired!” Her mother said.”Fired!” Eno screamed, as her mother ended the call, Goosebumps filled her body, like the whole world had fallen on her, she is yet to recover from the fear of failing her exams, now her father has been fired. The pain of paying her fees in school, she has drop out of school or face the embarrassment from Mr Wilson for not paying her fees.
She picked up her bucket of water, just as she was about to enter the bathroom, she collapsed.Few days later,  she woke up and finds herself in the hospital, with her mother and friends.  She couldn’t believe she had been in coma.
 ” Thank God you are alive  Your father has been called back to work” her mother said excitedly.
 “Congratulations! You had an excellent result”  Clara said.She looked at them smiling, she pulled the trigger.’