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Story: The Wedding Guest II

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Thank you to Christabel (@BreakingMadTeam & @Bye_Wig), @Timidi.Photograpy, Namz (@JustForJoshDecorative) & my Parents for helping me out on things I wasn’t sure of. Read Part One Here: The Wedding Guest A story inspired by a handful of scriptures from the Bible. Different from my other stories, the characters have been given names you can call them by. Names that, well, tell their own stories. “But afterward the people will return and devote themselves to the Lord their God and to David’s descendant, their king. In the last days, they will tremble in awe of the Lord and of his goodness.” ~ Hosea 3:5 NLT Intro While preaching to the couple and their guests he caught another glimpse of him. “Why is this guy’s face so familiar?” he asked within himself. He looked away and continued. “And friends, family, our newly weds, Mr. & Mrs. Adetide-Cole and to myself also, God’s love has saved us from things we could never save ourselves from. By the death and resurrection of Christ Jesus, we have been called back to …

Story: The Wedding Guest Explained

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So when I said I was going to explain the imagery in this story I didn’t actually realise how long it’ll take me to do and I also realised that everyone I spoke to about the story each had their different interpretations of the imagery used.  INSPIRED  BY PROVERBS CHAPTER 7 AND LIKE MY OTHER STORIES, THE CHARACTERS HAVE NOT BEEN GIVEN ANY NAMES. “For she has been the ruin of many; many men have been her victims. Her house is the road to the grave. Her bedroom is the den of death.” | Proverbs 7:26-27 NLT Her “She had planned for this day…” ~ Proverbs 7:12 “She is often in the streets and markets, soliciting at every corner.” “The dress would not be missed by male and female guests alike. She nicknamed the green dress her “jealousy-jealousy” dress – she would make the girls jealous and cause the guys to get jealous of one another. The knee-length dress was made for her petite frame; it was tight fitted and cut with a deep plunge line…” ~ Proverbs 7:10 “The woman approached him, …

Story: The Wedding Guest

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Inspired  by Proverbs Chapter 7 and Like my other stories, the characters have not been given any names. Update 19.01.2018 – this story now has a part two. Read “The Wedding Guest 2” HERE. “For she has been the ruin of many; many men have been her victims. Her house is the road to the grave. Her bedroom is the den of death.” | Proverbs 7:26-27 NLT His ego would not let him say no to her. The whole night they had teased and flirted with each other it was bound to happen with the way she commanded his attention as she swayed her hips to every rhythm and beat that blared out of the banquet hall speakers. He wanted her. What he did not know was that this was all a part of her plan. Her She had planned for this day from the moment she received the invitation to attend this wedding.“Which mugu go be my victim?” She laughed as she put on her killer wedding outfit. The dress would not be missed by male …

Story: Kenyan Edition ~ Nakumatt Ukay, Westlands

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Train Car stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters people and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story.  Special thanks to Rahma, Ruqayya and Aysa for the Swahili translations and names. 🙂 Date: 26th February 2016 There was no point of discussing how hot it was on this day. Nairobi, Kenya only knew the difference between hot and hot and the tightness of the outdoor car park at Nakumatt Ukay, Westlands only made it feel hotter. It appeared that the heat didn’t bother them, they sat in a white pick up truck (the one pictured above) – the type you see in the movies where the scenes are set in Africa – the type of truck that a car enthusiast would be able give the correct name of; anyway, they sat in it with the windows down seemingly unbothered by the heat. From the short distance a girly giggle and the mature laughter of a young woman could be heard, a true …

Story: The Bakerloo Line ~ Oxford Circus to Charing Cross Part 2

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Part 2 is here finally… catch up with part 1 here (or simply refresh your memories) Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story.  At 32 he stood tall and confident with his ginger hair slicked back, size nine antique brown brogues on his feet and his expensive fitted lapis-blue suit. Other than his achievements and his job, his appearance was everything to him. He held on tightly to his expensive Knomo black leather laptop bag in his left hand because he was incredibly nervous – rare. If his bag had a pulse it would have died. He had never been nervous about anything ever. The last time he checked it was 6:04pm now it was 6:05pm apparently time had no regard for him and refused to acknowledge his inner plea for her to come soon. For the first time in his professional life he had lost focus at work – it appeared that today …

Story: The Bakerloo Line ~ Oxford Circus to Charing Cross Part 1

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Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story.  Date: 27th January 2016 She had always been the tallest girl in school, now look at her, a tall woman. Not just any kind of [tall] woman, nope, she was carefree and lived life outside “the boarders”. She was so carefree that eating the few peanuts that journeyed their way to her brown linen scarf in public, was not an issue for her. One peanut, two peanuts, four, she munched on them with a slight side-eye daring her fellow Bakerloo line commuters to question her or maybe she was looking out for anyone who had seen her. She realised it was the latter when her cheeks blushed slightly, she was embarrassed – rare. Between embarrassment and having a daring attitude she couldn’t help to think if she was on edge because she was going to see him today. It had been a year and half since …