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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 24)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 24)

His relatives all agreed that he was still young and that he could start fresh somewhere where the rest of his family still lived. He was going to get all the love and support he needed with them. I suppose I couldn’t argue with that logic. It didn’t make it any easier to handle the news. I remembered standing there in my room looking at him and trembling in grief, asking, “What about me then? What am I?” So what if I was being selfish and crying a little bit? Alright, I was crying a lot. Emotional teenager plus heartbreak, you get the watershed. Dominic was crying too, and looking torn. He said, “Nysa, it’s my granmama, my only close family left. She wants to move back,…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 23)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 23)

About three years of being not only ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ but also ‘best friends’, the relationship turned heart-breakingly sad for both of us. Dominic had just turned  sixteen when his mom died after a long battle with cancer. Understandably, Dominic grieved. His family was very close-knit and loved each other deeply. I tried to help and to comfort him as best as I could, but sometimes I felt overwhelmingly inadequate. What would you say to someone who had just lost the most important woman in his life? How would you make it okay? I was just fifteen going  on sixteen and still inexperienced when it came to tragedies and griefs, but I tried to be a strong person for Dominic. But Dominic, bless him, understood and accepted my comfort as well as he could, and eventually we both thought things would be okay. Except, Dominic’s father never got over his wife’s death. Even after being by her side for many years, supporting her in battling the disease and knowing she could die any day, he never gave up. And when she did die, his heart broke. Dominic once told me that before his beloved mom died, she talked about love and death, and the likelihood that at that one particular time in your life,…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 22)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 22)

Is Nysa in love? In crush at least? ….why the third-person reference? These thoughts were running through my head. To think that just a few days ago I didn’t even have the worries of thinking such things about boys and boyfriends and crushes! The proverbial butterflies had been making their appearances in my stomach in big swarms all throughout the morning, that I almost vomited in surprise when Dominic suddenly materialized in front of me. I jerked back and almost upset my glass of orange juice, and my best friend Sally looked at me in surprise. She saw Dominic at the same time, and the light-bulb lit in her head. Sally knew about Dominic since I had told her about “that boy who kept looking at me whenever we’re in the same…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 21)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 21)

Oh Dominic! Of course, I wouldn’t know how he was when he was around other people and I wasn’t around to see him interact with them. But all the signs were positive so far. Besides, relationship is all about risks and hopes, right, and getting to know the other person first, or so I thought. I guessed I wasn’t too naive after all. Anyway, time enough to make a concrete decision after all the pertinent information had been gathered. That sounded so detached, and rather mature, I demurred. And it goes both ways; he could be looking to get to know me first, too. I mean, just because you like a girl or a boy doesn’t mean it’s a done deal. Also let’s…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 20)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 20)

Falling In Love That naturally led to an all-out tug of war between us, until my mama demanded we stopped. Eventually, after much staring and glaring and assuring the parents that we – by which everybody meant mostly me – was fine and that there was no crisis or panicking of some sort happening, my parents went back downstairs, trusting us to keep our talk quiet, and also as my dad demanded, “Safe!” I glared at Maya, “See what you did? Now mama and dad know! I didn’t want them to! Now they’re going to suspect…

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Perfectly Blameless

Perfectly Blameless

What does it  mean to be of blame, and what does it mean to be blameless? This conversation happened between two friends : “I always get blamed for everything!” “Why? What did you do this time?” “…nothing!” “You don’t sound so sure.” “Well, I am. I did nothing!” “Nothing?” “Nothing.” “Well…. I don’t mean to sound judge–y, but maybe that there’s the reason why.” “What? How do you mean?” “Nothing.” “Wh…. don’t ‘nothing’ me! What did you think I did…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 19)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 19)

Here is a blast from the past, such as it was. When I was thirteen, I met a boy. Yes, I know, I make it sound as if I’ve never met a boy before. But truth is, I met a boy I liked, who turned out to be my first crush. Dominic, the boy, he was thirteen too, tall for his age but quite skinny, all gangly limbs and graceless teenage awkwardness of a boy just growing into his body. Kind of like how I was, except I…

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Where Is Your Name?

Where Is Your Name?

Luke 10:20 KJV “Notwithstanding in this rejoice not, that the spirits are subject unto you; but rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven.” People are happy for various reasons, mostly for personal successes and triumphs. Others rejoice because of good health; for having good reputation and honor within their community; respect and tribute given are jealously guarded. Many also feel that all that matters is having incomparable wealth. Some take pride in popularity and status. There are others…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 18)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 18)

I can never tell anyone else everything that Mrs. Potts tells me, even though she doesn’t say anything either way whether I can or can’t. Just because she talks freely with me doesn’t mean that I can do so with her stories. By the time she seems to have finished talking, I have gained a new perspective and respect for her in a way I have never felt for anyone else before, male or female, young or old. Her life truly is extraordinary….

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My Strength

My Strength

Psalm 31:3-4 KJV “For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy name’s sake lead me, and guide me. [4] Pull me out of the net that they have laid privily for me: for thou art my strength.” Even as a mature, long-time Christian, there are times when you feel tired physically, emotionally and spiritually. The more you do and the longer you go on, the more you see, hear and experienced. Sometimes, things hit a little too…

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