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Heartbreak

COLLAB WITH AVIANNA

Hi everyone  this collab is a piece centered around heartbreak and the lonely emotions that come with it. Collaborating with Avianna was so nice. She’s a pleasure to work with and such a talented writer. You can follow her on Instagram to see more of her works @daughter_restored.

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DESIRE SEASON 1: SHORT 18+ STORY BY AUTHOR OF PAIN

CHAPTER ONE

So it all started after I decided to sleep last night, I was closing my eyes and anticipated for sleep to come, but the cold was damn too much and it prevented my body from feeling the warmth of my bed, so I couldnt sleep….

I picked up my phone and called Amanda, who was our next door neighbor, she said she couldn’t sleep too because of the cold. We both decided that I should come over so we’ll sleep together, that way the cold would be less. Amanda was fair, short in height and had a very sweet voice.We slept together in each other’s embrace but the cold was still very much, so we both got undressed and wet under a blanket in each other’s embrace. That feeling was the best feeling I’ve ever felt. The soft touch of her skin on mine was what made me happier. When I woke up the next morning, I looked at her in the face and tried to kiss her in her lips but ended up kissing the pillow. That was when I woke up again and realized everything was a dream, I never called any Amanda at night and there was no neighbor of ours that bears the name Amanda. In fact the closest Amanda I know stays in Lagos which is far from where i am.

While I was thinking about everything ,I realized how bad the cold had dealt with me. But as I remembered the feeling of Amanda’s skin on mine, the harsh feeling of the cold melted away so fast. Tho it was a dream, it felt so real and I desire Amanda to the brim.

CHAPTER TWO

It was dawn already and I decided to have cereal for breakfast around 08:45am, while gulping each spoon, a clear view of last night’s mystery flashed, the thought of her kept giving me goosebumps and while trying to do a comparison of her with the Amanda I know, I realized that the Amanda in my dream had very little set of boobs and she was quite short, but the one In reality who is my friend at Lagos has a east west huge set of boobs and was a very tall girl. I ended up concluding that last nights dream wasn’t about my friend Amanda, and I wasn’t in any way missing her thou. “Maybe it’s just another random dream, maybe it’s because of the harsh cold last night” I said to myself but deep down i knew it was an unusual dream.

After my breakfast, I decided to go visit Mike since it was a Saturday, Mike is a very close friend of mine and he was the only one I could talk to about anything,no matter how naughty it might be. On getting to Mike’s house, I noticed his main entrance door was opened so I let myself in. It seemed like no one was around so I went straight to his room to check on him, as I was about to knock on the door, I heard voices coming from the room so I decided to peep through the keyhole. Mike was with only shorts coming out of the shower, and a lady who was covered with a mini towel followed him out from the lavatory . They both sat at the bed side and the lady brought out a lotion from one of the bedside drawers.
She applied some of the lotion on her palm and started rubbing it on her boobs slowly, she poured some lotion on his palm and he also rubbed It on her boobs without hesitation and caressing all her body parts. As she leaned against the pillow and spread opened her legs.I knew what was about to happen so I stopped looking through the key hole and decided to go wait for him at the parlor, I laughed quietly in disbelief, wondering how such a bad nigga Mike was.

I sat down in the parlor covering my laps with one of the pillows while operating my phone, about 30mins later, the unknown girl came out of the room.She greeted me and went out. “Hey bro”, I heard from one side,” how long have you been here?”, Mike was asking me with suprise in his eyes, like a thief who has been caught, he definitely knew I caught him, he saw me sitted alone in the parlor and had no idea I was coming to visit.
“I’ve been here long ago to have known that you still haven’t changed from your old ways, another girl today?” I replied and then he smiled. He knew I would have heard the moaning of the lady from the room and obviously had no idea I was in the house. We talked about my dream and played games till we both got tired, then I decided to leave for my house.

On getting home I discovered that some people were packing into the house directly opposite ours, the house had been empty for a while now, “guess there are new occupants now”, I thought. As I was passing by and about opening the main gate to my house, I heard a voice from behind. “Hey, are you living in that house” ,a lady said as she pointed towards me from afar. As I turned back and saw the lady, I became totally speechless, I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Why are you not replying?”, she asked repeatedly, but i still remained speechless. She kept on with what she was saying and I just kept starring without uttering a word, then she said, “anyways I’m living here now with my parents guess we are now neighbours”. She brought her hand forward to shake me while introducing herself, “my name is…………. Aaa-amanda… I interrupted before she could complete it, with great shock In her face she replied yes but how did you know. We’ve never met before.
There was still shock in my face because she matched the same Amanda I saw in my dream, that’s why I said her name while she was introducing herself and she was really Amanda!!!. She looked exactly like the one I saw in my dreams.
“How is this possible”, I asked myself . Unbelievable! !!!!!!

CHAPTER THREE

“Ok, this is beginning to get scary” Amanda said in a staggard manner.”I don’t have an idea on who you are ,and we’ve definitely never met before until now because i just got to town recently, how then are you able to know my name?”, she asked. I was at a loss for words, I didn’t even know how to construct a lie , I know she won’t believe me if I had to tell her about the dream. I was deep in thought when it occurred to me she needed an answer from me, and the look she gave says it all. Amanda snapped her fingers at me then said”are you thinking about how to construct a lie uhn”, i knew at that moment i had to tell her the awkward truth”Oh am sorry for being mute, I was just shocked” ,i said. “My name is Abdul, and before I say anything about how I knew your name, I’d appreciate if you don’t see me as a pervert and
I’d also like to ask you a question thou “.
“Well your respond would make me know whether you are a pervert or not and what’s your question? ,I don’t have forever here she said in a haste.
“Do you believe in dreams?” I asked, “dreams lol are you kidding me, are you like wasting my time or something”she replied
“No am not, could you reply at least” I said
“Ok well, dreams are dreams , nobody believes in dreams, they are just our imaginations when we are asleep. That’s the only difference between imagination and dreaming, one is while we are awake while the later is while we are sleeping, asides that, they are the same”. She said confidently and then added, but why did you ask that. “What I’m about to say may sound weird to You” i said “but but it’s the truth, I.. I…. I…. I saw you in my dream last night, thats where i knew your name. Immediately she laughed so hard and then said, “that’s a nice joke thou but seriously how did you know my name” she still asked. I narrated a bit of the dream to her and yes including the naked part, Amanda I’m not a pervee……. Before I could finish the statement she landed me a slap on my cheeks and said “I don’t know how you knew my name but if you think I’m one of those girls that’ll fall for that silly lie of yours, then you’re totally wrong, you saw me in your erotic dream? Seriously, is that the best you can say”. She left and went inside her house. Immediately, I ran back to mike’s house and narrated everything to him. He was just as shocked as I was, the only words he could say was are you sure about all you just said? If I’m not sure, you know I wouldn’t be here. After thinking for a while, Mike said Ok, since you said you saw her naked in your dream, is there any feature on her body that you can tell her about to see if she really has it or is there anything about her from your dream that you can say to her that’ll make her believe you? Wait a minute, that’s true i said with a smile on my face, you know that’s why i tell you everything, you always come up with the best idea. If she’s really the one i saw in my dreams then she has a Mark under her right boob . “A Mark, like a birth mark?” Mike asked? No i think it was causes by an injury or so, cause it doesn’t looks like a birth mark. We’ll find out about that tomorrow, it’s getting late now, I better start leaving now, and I left his home. When I got home, I joyfully went straight to the kitchen and took my food to the dinning table to eat and then my mum came out to meet me, Abdulgafar my mum called out to my full name after seeing how happy i was, what’s making you this happy today, it’s been a while I saw you this happy. It’s nothing mum, I’m coming from mike’s house and I won him at the game we played that’s why in this happy. I’m your mother and you’re my son, this is not the first time you’re going to Mike house to play a game but today, the happiness on your face is…….. Priceless. What’s the girl’s name she said. I really cannot hide anything from you mum, I said with a smile on my face. I told her everything from the very start, my dream, but didn’t say it the way it exactly happened. She said since things to encourage me because she knows I dont have many female friends so she didn’t want me to lose this opportunity of having a female friend for the first time in a very long time. I hugged her and went to bed .

STORY BY: AUTHOR OF PAIN

EDITED BY: ALISHA J

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AISHA

Anger is a liar. He doesn’t have any respect.
I fell in love with my pains and I slept with my regrets.
Happiness saw this happen, maybe that’s why she left me.
Joy called me a cheater, said I cheated on her with pain.
She said she’s not coming back.

But after a while Happiness and joy came back to me
They came back in the form of someone else,
And this time they came with a new feeling
This time they came back with love
In the form of Aisha

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THE UNKNOWN: SHORT HORROR STORY BY AUTHOR OF PAIN

My name is Abdul. I live in suleja and my backyard is directly on the marsh.
I woke up and went down stairs to use the bathroom. I kept having this weird pestering feeling like I was forgetting something or something was off. So I went to find my mother; I call her creature of the night cause she stays up super late doing gardening stuffs and feeding our little dog.
I went to the backyard and I saw her about 100 yards from the back door facing the marsh. I called out to her but she didn’t hear me, so I started to walk out to her. Once I started getting closer she turned to face me with a completely blank expression, so I asked her what was wrong. I was about 12 feet away from her and she turned back towards the marsh.
All of a sudden, the back door opens and I turn to see my mom standing on the deck and she called out to me asking what I’m doing. I’ve never run so fast in my life, but I looked back to marsh and I could see that thing disappearing. It looked just like my mom!
I yelled at mom to go inside that there was something out there. I told her what I saw and I’ve been crying and shaking. We woke up my dad and he thought that I must’ve just still been in a sleep state and I dreamed it or something? I can’t stop shaking. What the f*ck just happened? Am I crazy? Did something try to lure me out to the marsh? I must be losing my damn mind, but I know what I saw! And I know it was real.

             - AUTHOR OF PAIN
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AUTHOR OF PAIN – THE JOURNAL, CALLS FOR SUBMISSIONS

Call for submissions for Author of Pain – The Journal First Edition 2020. Author of pain is delighted to announce a call for entries for the 2020 edition of Author of Pain – The Journal which will be its first edition.

  • We call for submission under the following categories:

Poetry

Prose

Art

Short stories

Photography

Quotes

Fiction

Non fiction

  • All submissions should be based on the theme “BE PATIENT AND TOUGH, SOME DAYS THIS PAIN WILL BE USEFUL TO YOU”. Author of pain – The journal hopefully will consist of stories, poetry, artworks and photographs to help heal those going through pains.
  • There is no limitations, you can submit any number of works and any categories you want. The higher the number of works you submit, the higher the chances of your works featuring in the magazine.
  • Deadline: 31st March 2020
  • Visit the site for more information.
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Author Of Pain Is One Year Old Today.

Today, January 4th, 2019 makes it one year exactly that I started a journey. A journey of self discovery, a journey with a purpose, a journey which hasn’t been so smooth, but I keep on pushing because in my world, there’s no space for giving up. That journey is “Author Of Pain”. Today makes it one year exactly that I started this writing career, I could remember when I wrote my first poem, it was at about 12:30pm this same day last year, time really flies alot. I want to thank Almighty Allah for giving me the opportunity of being able to express my feelings, thoughts, anger and other emotions in words as poems and stories. I also thank Almighty Allah for giving me the ability of helping some people who are going through Pains and depression, I started writing so I could be able to help those going through pains and depression with my words and it was a thing of joy when I saw people commenting and Sending messages to me that my poems are helping in ways even much greater than what I set out to do both within and outside Nigeria.
I want to also thank my entire family for their love, care, support and prayers.
I also want to thank my Fans, those that always comments on my poems, encourage me to keep on writing, gives me opinions on how to improve. I wish to write out your names all, but I won’t be able to because I might not write some people’s names due to how much you guys are, but I just want to say a very big thank you to you all and those that followed and Suscribed at my site.
I want to say a very big thank you to Micheal Anastasio, the Ceo and founder of FNMedia Ltd USA. This journey wouldn’t have been possible without you, you have helped me financially, by sending cash to me from USA, you bought a site for me and paid for everything about the site, you designed the site for me and a lot of other things, my journey so far has been made possible because of you, once again I say a very big thank you.
I want to specially say thank you to Juma Aisha for making me find out who I am. She made me to realize that the person I thought I was, was not the real me, and she helped me to find out who the real me was. I guess Nf was right when he said “Sometimes, finding who you are requires you to loose who you thought you were”.
I hope to keep on writing and healing much souls as I possibly can, it’s not easy writing to heal others when I also have my own pains, but that is not enough reason for me to stop helping others when I can. 2019 was not my best year in any way, I can even say its been my worst year. But each time I fell, I found a way to rise again like a phoenix. Let’s find out what 2020 has in store for us. To be a part of our family, you can follow and Suscribe for updates and latest information at https://realpoetry.poetry.blog
2019 was my worst year, but the best things that has happened to me in life, also happened in 2019 – That’s an Epiphany.

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I Can Only Speak

My heart is weak, my soul is deep with words I can speak,

But would you listen, understand or even believe?

So I prefer to show you in actions,

Take you on a journey of my thoughts

So when suits are spoken

Then the walls are broken

And you believe in my love.

Because my heart is weak but my soul is deep,

With words I can only speak.