Katrina Olutimayin
Stories (2/0)
Secrets
Tears streamed down my face as I kneeled over the bedside of the man that I loved. Every breath he took, I feared, would be his last. I begged the doctors to be there with him. They insisted I stayed home because the disease was deadly, contagious, and there was nothing I could do. But I promised him I would be there to do his one last request.
By Katrina Olutimayin3 years ago in Criminal
Captive
Segun sat in the boat’s wet, damp darkness with his six-foot and seven-inch frame scrunched in the tight cramp space. He needed to escape. Segun pretended to be asleep as a pale man with curly black hair descended on the steps from the deck with a massive tiger in tow. Sweat droplets ran down his forehead as his captive stopped in front of him. The tiger bared his sharp teeth and blew his firey breath into Segun’s face forcing him to awaken from his faux sleep. “Get up, boy,” the man said as he stood with the tiger. Segun sat still, peering into the eyes of the man with pure defiance. The man’s voice exploded, “I said get up, boy!” The tiger sneered at Segun causing his stomach to drop, yet he still did not stir. He sat idle as the tiger’s golden eyes pierced into his deep brown eyes as if he knew all of Segun’s deepest secrets. The man with the curly black hair lifted a crowbar above his head and quickly brought it down upon Segun.
By Katrina Olutimayin3 years ago in Poets