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Freaky Fridays


Ama didn’t understand why her mother was so panicky this night. Couldn’t comprehend why they were hurtling down the highway at 11pm at night. She was scared but didn’t say anything. What could she say in response? After all, she was only eight years old. Deep down she wondered if she could reason with her …

Freaky Fridays


No matter where I am, the smell of Chinese balm always reminds me of home. I grew up poor in a one room apartment in a face-me-I-face-you with my parents and five other siblings. My mother sold roadside roasted corn and coconut while my father was a security guard at a factory that made balms. …