-Mornings at home smelled like woodsmoke from

-Back in the 90' people from my village used their houses as their back. Not because they were not enlightened but because they had to travel for long distances to find a bank and also the means of transport was rarely found. This always triggered robberies and it came with violence because everybody held their treasures dear to them and they wouldn't let it go without putting up a fight. This cases were so familiar and they occured so often until the worst of it happened to our next of neighbor. He used to keep his money in the house but still in a safe house and only a few knew the secret of which most of them were close relative and family. When the robbers came they were so specific to lead him to the safe house and when he hesitated they gave him a cut by his head that made his wife surrender to fate. The incident made the village furious and they decided to carry out an investigation and they found out the mastermind of the theft was a son in law who had used dubious means to…

-I had a friend named Karol,,she was my best and I loved her so much. She was best in school and used to help me in my studies. She used to encourage and support me. We did our last examination and when the results came I had not passed while she had done the best. I had not managed to go to campus and she told me that for everyone is not a must to go to campus. Deep down inside me I felt bad because I knew I had the potential to go to campus. My parents encouraged me to go back to school and I went back and I came out with good grades which could get me to campus. If I had listened to myfriend Karol I would not have gone back to school and I would not have managed to go to campus. Not all friends want the best for us even though we see them helping us .

-One day while I was boarding a mini bus(matatu ) heading to town. I was being laughed at because I was too large that I occupied space for two people. I felt so bad that I almost cried but deep inside I was hurt. I had to to start working on my body because I felt not enough. But I now realize that I am enough and I had only to build enough confidence in me. Body shaming is not good because it hurts people feelings and it makes people loose self-esteem.

-When I started working, I thought I had found a good boss. He was kind and friendly, and I believed I had found a stable job where my hard work would be appreciated. I worked diligently every day, always arriving on time and doing my best to complete every task.

-"Hakuna watu huonyeshwa giza kama those with good intentions." This bitter truth became my reality after years of unwavering loyalty to my childhood friend, Kevin.

-Life at Kongoni Technical and Vocational College was a mix of books, laughter, friendship, and unforgettable memories. Every morning we promised ourselves we would study hard, but by lunchtime someone would already be saying, "Let's go and have tea first," and the whole plan would change.

-Back in high school, during that brutal August holiday before KCSE, my house felt less like home and more like a police station where my parents were the main detectives. Dad would sit on his favorite brown leather armchair, sipping lukewarm chai, staring at my mock results with a heavy, disappointed silence that cut deeper than any beatings from primary school. Mum spent the entire afternoon pacing the living room, hit-and-run lecturing me about how her friend Mama Njoroge’s son was already scoring straight A's.

-My high school years were not easy ones. I was, and remain, the student with the highest outstanding fee balance at the institution. I had once been sponsored by the county government, but they failed to honour their commitment, leaving me to fend for myself. My mother was a small-scale farmer, and I had no knowledge of my father's whereabouts.

-Church in, Church out, World in

-For as long as humans have gathered around fires, told stories, or questioned the unexplained, we have believed in witches, spirits, and forces that exist just beyond our understanding. In many societies—including my own—people still speak of curses, ghosts, restless spirits, and things that go bump in the night. Such beliefs are not foolish. They are cultural truths that carry meaning, passed from one generation to the next as ways of understanding the mysteries of life, suffering, and the unknown.

-My phone rang once and went silent.It was my younger brother. I called immediately, but it was switched off.

-Matatu conductors are becoming increasingly rude. I was traveling from Nairobi CBD to Kayole very late in the evening. At first the conductor said that the fare was 100. Then it rained before we departed, then immediately we arrived Donholm the conductor completely changed and was now demanding 150.

-SUEH

-As soon as I was born, they already new I was designated to prosperity. Witch doctors crossed each other at the door, each trying to take away my fate. I was too small to notice, so as my parents. They were so drunk to religion that they couldn't believe in such native stories. But behind the back something was being cooked.

-From the moment I opened my eyes to the world, my father was already slipping away from it. He passed when I was only eight months old, too young to remember his face, his voice, or the way he carried me in his arms. I grew up in a home where his absence was louder than any sound. His name was spoken like a prayer, with sorrow lingering in the air whenever my mother uttered it.

-I was only two years when my mum asked my aunt to take of me to live with her. I loved my mum so much more than anything, At my aunt's place life was not that easy the way it was with my mum. I was beaten by my cousin and was 8 years old when I started fetching water, fire wood and also washing clothes, utensils and cooking. Sometimes I felt sick but nobody was there to look at me I stayed quiet, my aunt never took me to school, she use to tell me that school wasn't meant for girls.

-My twin sister was married to a loving husband ,she had one daughter. My sister was not loyal to her husband she use to snick out at night and ask me to sleep in her husband's room on her behalf. I didn't mind my sister I did as she asked me. So one day I had a stomach ache. I was vomiting I decided to go to the hospital for a check up. I found out that I was pregnant and decided to keep it a secret to my twin sister.

-The pain I didn't expect 🙂‍↔️

-You never know the hardest of life until you experience it. Lisa knew no happiness. All her life she lived from hand to mouth. Food to her was a night mere she might have dreamed to wake up from. Life had given her every reason never to be happy, but despite that she had swore to get out of poverty come what may.

-So guys in as much as you pray for jobs, pray for a good working condition coz out here life is not easy.

-It was the days of achievements and happiest experience in my life when I joined campus from highschool where i learnt that high school life was in between life and death in simpler words, survival for the fittest.

-A mother who believed she owned her child's life.

-​For 31 years, Masiolo lived and worked in the bustling streets of Kawangware, Nairobi. A hardworking and generous man, he was well-known and deeply respected by his neighbors. Yet, Masiolo lived his life as a bachelor, never marrying or having children of his own. When he suddenly passed away, his relatives gathered to transport his remains back to his ancestral home in Ekamuli village, Kakamega County, for a final send-off.