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Straight Lines
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Oct 26, 2025
When Anita's mother dies, the heart monitor flattens into a straight line - a line her mother could never draw. That moment changes everything.

At sixteen, Anita becomes the mother of three siblings in the soot-stained city of Port Harcourt. While other girls dream of school and love, she learns to trade both for survival - selling zobo by the roadside, burying her tears beneath duty. Life takes more than it gives: her father, her dreams, her body, her freedom.

When a boy named Kenneth offers her a glimpse of tenderness, it feels almost like healing - until loss returns, sharper than before. From the farms of the village to the glittering loneliness of the city, Anita's life becomes a series of choices made in the dark, each one carving her into someone she never planned to be.

In Straight Lines, I tell a story of womanhood, survival, and the cruel poetry of fate - where love comes too late, and the lines we draw to hold ourselves together don't always stay straight.

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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019