stories
I remembered my bus stopped at Naivasha for lunch. Now it turned into a city of killing with machete-wielding gangs and helicopters firing in the sky. I remembered the peaceful city of Kisumu. Now mobs are killing people and police are shooting at the mobs. It is all because of me. I have planted the Tree of Turmoil.
The murder mystery of Tutankhamen resolved! Who killed Tutankhamen? What does it have to do with a duck? You might want to find it out by reading this story.
This is my first attempt in writing children story... well... for some very matured children anyway...
Toby the giraffe have a childhood dream of climbing Kilimanjaro. But his dream was shattered when he found out the anatomy of a giraffe wouldn't allow him to climb anything higher than an ant hill. One day he found a new challenge... click on the picture to read the story
You shouldn't read this if you are under 18.
A shorter but less entertaining story.
A sad story, a tragic ending...