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18 & IN LOVE: THE SURGERY (part 7)

Authored by: Edith Mukyala (Uganda, East Africa)

An hour down and he was still in the theatre. I paced, prayed, rushed to the bathroom, skipped meals. His parents tried hard to calm me down with little success. I sat on the waiting benches and stared at a corner, my mind was blank. The worst moment of it all was Continue reading 18 & IN LOVE: THE SURGERY (part 7)

18 & IN LOVE: TROUBLE IN PARADISE (part 4)

Authored by: Edith Mukyala (Uganda, East Africa)
I heard the door open with the squeak…aww breakfast in bed! It was beautiful. All the sweet words I had been waiting for came in at that moment. He promised me all the things a young girl could ever want! At that moment, we built our home, envisioned our two children, and planned our wedding vows! Continue reading 18 & IN LOVE: TROUBLE IN PARADISE (part 4)

18 & IN LOVE: JUST THE TWO OF US (part 3)

Authored by: Edith Mukyala (Uganda, East Africa)
He had a quiet neighbor. Like any young man developing himself, he had the necessities. A not fancy yet fancy flat screen, comfortable chairs, a beautiful center table. He was actually organized and neat. He had the food carefully stored in dishes. OMG! He could cook!!! This was it…this was the kind of man my mama told me to look out for! Continue reading 18 & IN LOVE: JUST THE TWO OF US (part 3)

18 & IN LOVE: CANDLELIGHT DINNER (part 2)

Authored by: Edith Mukyala (Uganda, East Africa)
It was a candlelight dinner like the ones you see in the movies. Just him and I. Admiringly, I looked at him as he sat on the other side of the table. At that moment I hated the obstacle between us—the dinner table. I wanted him all to myself. Dinner was served! I ordered the easiest meal! I didn’t want to embarrass myself with a fallen fork on the floor. Fries and liver it was…he opted for rice and chicken curry. Continue reading 18 & IN LOVE: CANDLELIGHT DINNER (part 2)

18 & IN LOVE : GOING TO UNIVERSITY (part 1)

Authored by: Edith Mukyala (Uganda, East Africa)

At last, I was out of my parents’ house! I was entirely free, free from rules and restrictions. I waved goodbye to my entire family. I could feel tears cloud my eyes, I sneezed to hold them back. Somehow, I always cried on my first day back at school. But now I was going to university, 18 years old…old enough to be independent, but Continue reading 18 & IN LOVE : GOING TO UNIVERSITY (part 1)