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Story-Telling-Hub
http://story-telling-hub.blogspot.com/
Story-Telling-Hub is a place where we come to tell and read short true-life and fiction stories.
I enjoy storytelling and i hope that the scripts you find here will be interesting. I hope some will make you laugh, others may bring tears, some will make you ponder or wonder but i sincerely pray that all will affect you positively.
We live in a world where we spend a lot of time in the office/work place and in traffic. We have all become attached to our ipods and music players. Story telling is a good means of entertainment and information.
At the least it allows you to see things through the eyes of the experience of others and the storyteller.
- Author: harold olubunmi
- Listed in: Writing
- Tags: short story True Story socip-political articles
Recent Posts
Bad Nerws Travels Quickly
The cock raised its’ red crowned head and crowed loudly. In the quiet early morning it roused men from deep sleep, ushering in a new day.Sitting on the now worn wooden stool, his wrapper carefully wound around his robust frame, he heard it.The sun...
He Saved Me
The date on the calendar on my wall read Friday November 11, 1993.The day started like any other. Well maybe not like any other because I felt that life was very good to me. I did not walk I bounced along the street, feeling ten feet taller.It was ea...
The African Playwright: Old Stories, Present Day realities
The playwright, like every author, is a story teller. Whether writing fact or fiction, he takes his society and using the medium of drama expresses his feelings, emotions and experiences.Drama itself is an art that brings the playwright’s story to...
"Honest, It's true...!" But Is It?
This is a true life story...honest, it happened to me on a bus travelling between Manchester and Rochdale.It was a cool sunday morning. Some folks were off to church, others in bed, some just on their way to and from work and others still just out to...
The Last Chance
He sat in the room, alone; yet surrounded by a large crowd of people. He was oblivious to the faces around. His mind was far away.The feeling of anxiety was palpable in the air. Though some talked as if they had no care in the world, others sat like...
The Hostage
She sat staring into the pitch darkness trying hard to see if, by chance, she could see the eyes of her son. She could see the outline of the gun, waving loosely in his left hand, his body outlined by the light of the moon flickering in through the b...
