Jemima Anigboson
One day, I'll admit this thing to myself...
For now, I am just protecting myself, praying, and trying to understand what exactly is happening to me....
But one day, I'll say, "Jemima, you know exactly what is it " and from that day till I die, I'll enjoy everything that it will give and bring to me with my whole heart. For now I build....🥰
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GENRE: STORYTELLING (SHORT STORY) TITLE: THE MIRROR SELF PART ONE He jolted out of sleep. His heart began to beat in his chest rhythmically after beating at first unrhythmically, like the rhythms of raindrops hitting a roof or the hooves of a horse galloping toward combat. When he forced his eyes to adjust to the darkness around him, he realized he was in his living room. At first, he wasn't sure where he was. He was indeed sitting at his desk. After doing its task once more, NEPA turned off...