May Contest

This thing called life

Her stomach growled and she pressed her hand against it, fighting back waves of sick hunger.It was three days since she had eaten a handful of unripe mangoes that had left her retching in a ditch.

“Oga, abeg help me. I Neva chop” She turned to face the man in the black buba, her eyes bleeding helplessness and desperation.

Something in his eyes glittered, his hands making way to her breast “You are a fine girl”
The girl jerked back “Oga, na money I want”

The man gave a bark of harsh laughter “Heaven help those who help themselves”


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