Just a bila mpangilio short story I wrote because I was bored, hehe.
Enjoy it, and feel free to read! :)
He sits in his chair, his shoulders slouched as his body slumped against the wood. It had been a mwaka since the incident happened and yet, he still feels the shuddering shock of it paralysing him whole like it only happened yesterday. His eyes, once filled with content and life, now shone with a glistening darkness and misery, his face, before was stretched with a glowing smile, his cheeks clear and rosy-looking, now revealed a boy who had a face that was washed clean of emotion and replaced with...
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