The Last Days Of Mashak Fashak
prologue
immerge yourself in my fiction cinema, revolving around a certain Nigerian fostered to San Francisco, his childhood stealing challenges to his diabetic mother arousing tragedy, lost and crimson red ( blood).
chapter 1
his face tints darker dropping his head down he heard her hiss and sighs, he couldn't dare raising his head after harass for stealing but she whispered to him facing the wall, he dreads hearing her voice in a nearby whisper.
" why did you do it" she asked with tears choked to her throat, her anger forms clouds. " Am sorry mom" Mashak vomited raising his head to have a glue at his face but instead he finds her shadow striding at the corridor. Mashak started stealing at the age of six(6), from Nigeria to San Francisco , he tokok his new life with his foster parents the Fashak...
immerge yourself in my fiction cinema, revolving around a certain Nigerian fostered to San Francisco, his childhood stealing challenges to his diabetic mother arousing tragedy, lost and crimson red ( blood).
chapter 1
his face tints darker dropping his head down he heard her hiss and sighs, he couldn't dare raising his head after harass for stealing but she whispered to him facing the wall, he dreads hearing her voice in a nearby whisper.
" why did you do it" she asked with tears choked to her throat, her anger forms clouds. " Am sorry mom" Mashak vomited raising his head to have a glue at his face but instead he finds her shadow striding at the corridor. Mashak started stealing at the age of six(6), from Nigeria to San Francisco , he tokok his new life with his foster parents the Fashak...