Tag "Forgiveness"

Series (Non-Fiction) 15 Comments

THE COLLEGE CHRONICLES (Episode 9)

After about an hour, the doctor called me into his office and handed over the result to me. I looked through the sheet. Acute malaria and enteric fever… I flipped

Our Stories 18 Comments

THE AFTERMATH

You’ve read the stories. We Are Here: The Attack. We Are Here: The Hunt. We Are Here: The Retribution. And I was a survivor of the experience. In the stories,

Our Stories 13 Comments

TO BE DELIVERED IN THE NAME OF GOD (PART 2)

Previously on TO BE DELIVERED IN THE NAME OF GOD… * After a few days, my mother had them all ready, and we returned to the church. Not long after we

Kito Stories 33 Comments

I TOOK BACK MY POWER

“When somebody hurts you, they take power over you. If you don’t forgive them, then they keep the power.” — Diary of A Mad Black Woman   I’m writing this

Our Stories 19 Comments

ABOUT BAD PEOPLE TURNING GOOD, AND THE RESPONSIBILITY OF FORGIVENESS

I once read a story about a man who killed his wife and unborn child. He was a drunk and usually beat his wife. So, a mob came together and

Our Stories 108 Comments

ABOUT TIME (AN OPEN LETTER TO MY COMMUNITY)

The first reason I decided to write this story was because I have been carrying the burden of what I’ve done in my heart for a long time. There is

Series (Non-Fiction) 23 Comments

WHILE WE WERE YET KIDS (Part 8)

When I was in boarding school, my set was very significant for a lot of things. We had a great number of rule breakers, bad boys and pretty girls. In

The Happenings 6 Comments

“I Am Sorry. We Are Sorry.” Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s Formally Apologizes to Canada’s LGBTQ Community

Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau on Tuesday took steps to mend the nation’s fractured relationship with its own LGBT community. In the House of Commons, he issued a lengthy, formal

Our Stories 11 Comments

THE OTHER SIDE OF HEALING

Growing up, some of us had things we kept in locked boxes. Things we pushed far away into the darkest parts of our minds. Hoping they’d never see the light.

Fiction 33 Comments

THE CHILDREN OF THE NOTHING

She sat on the brown upholstered couch, her favorite spot in the old duplex home. A portrait of her family was in her slightly arthritic right hand, and her phone

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