Monthly Archives: January 2016
BY : KEN N SPERANZA
‘HE FOLLOWED ME TO THE INSIDES’
‘What is the guy upto?’
‘He has been following me since I got out of school’ Sherry said to herself.
She refuted boarding to hire a taxi to take her home and she is regretting now. A tall hooded man has been following her close behind. He takes every corner she takes; he increases and lowers his speed as sherry does.
Sherry was a university girl pursuing Linguistics at undergraduate level. She had heard stories and seen ladies followed by weird looking guys and the worst could be heard of them later. She had a tight mini-skirt and a top complement with red heels and that jungle jacket covering her upper part of the body.
WRITEN BY:[KEN AND SPERANZA]
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Relationship is a particular type of affiliation existing between people related to or having dealings with each other; also a relationship can be viewed as a romantic or sexual involvement of a person to a particular person. It’s a consociation between two people who have agreed to live together. From my own privy I view relationship as a step to marriage hood and parental hood. If you exemplify gratified values at the blossoming age of the relationship you seem to be living a good parent life in the coming future.
However, having or securing a great loyal partner isn’t a facile job .On the other hand, making your partner staying by your side until marriage
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Come out of that ice cave you hidden
Unravel that grace you have hidden deep inside you
Crafting that inside passion that always speak out
Give it a voice of power
Do not let anything deter your determination
For your face reveals that pretty smile
That smile that promises a blue sky
Bring out that zeal you have always had
That quest that drives you to your dreams
Dream again and let it be a reality
Do not let that storm bury you
Roar back at it and always show that victory that lies deep inside you
- SUCCESS IS JUST ABOUT THE CLOCK
- ROMANCE : I LOVED YOU ONCE
- INSPIRE: BEHAVING LIKE AN EAGLE
- PASSION: FISIOLOGIA DEL AMOR
- CAMPUS STORIES : HIT AND DUMP ON CAMPUS DAMSELS
STORY BY: KEN N SPERANZA
IF YOU DIDN’T READ PART ONE OF THIS STORY: CLICK HERE
Stacy Nafula was handed the annual newsletter for that year to peruse. The lady seated next to Rich kept throwing those bewitching eyes at her as if scrutinizing what kind of lady was Stacy. Nafula pretended to be busy capturing the contents of the newsletter but her mindset w
as deeply engrossed at Rich. She quickly went through the pages and stood up handing it over to Mr. Rich.
‘I can see you have risen in quite a short time’ she said ‘smiling’.
‘Yeah. I manage and work towards success’ he responded as he pocketed his arms.
‘It is great to have seen the progress you have made. I have to go now’ she responded as she expressed a much-disappointed face.
As she was just about to hold the gold-coated doorknob, she turned back and gazed at Mr. Rich. She dropped a tear that rolled down her chocolate skinned-face. She moved forward towards him.
‘Who’s she?’ She asked
Walking towards home I wish I see that pretty face
See you brush your hair behind your shoulder
Say “hey?” peeping through the window
A love bounded
I can’t explain this
My star crossed love
This star that never fails to shine
Its light and desire that blindens
As I walk through this alley I keep looking back
Wishing I will see you
Creative Works By: Ken N Speranza
Today is June 1st 2016. We are in this part of the world that has become extremely party-engrossed every day of the week. Theoretically, here at campus, there are parties every day of the week. ‘Hungry’ Guys prey on unsuspecting ladies and ‘screw’ them without their consent. Nowadays, almost all campus parties must involve premature-sex; not just booze and dance –that is what a ‘complete house party’ is explained in simple terms. The crafty ways that are being used to drug ladies are well pronounced products that are effective in making damsels drowsy and accept almost everything at their new ‘mood.’ We came across this lady who almost succumbed during her first campus party. She was drugged and roughly deflowered by a guy he met a few days before the party. What she recalls was the way she couldn’t resist the guy in any way during the act. She kept saying that the drug had something to do with how she was so naïve and submissive. In her dreams she says that she keep seeing the face of that guy making her nights uncomfortable.
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