Mango Dreams			Read and rate this story.

Mango Dreams Read and rate this story.

My name is Mango, Alphonso a.k.a hapuz Mango. I grew up here in the back yard, owned by an old couple, by the edge of their kitchen window. Other than sunlight, soil and water, I thrive on ‘small talk’ from the kitchen. It did not take me long to figure out that the...
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“Kariim..” Her voice trailed with the fading lights of the day. He wasn’t coming back. Swallowing the huge lump in her throat, she started the other way, where her impending Fate waited to embrace her. She did pause to turn back, but he was long gone. There was no...
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Saturday 9th June 2018 ‘This is Charing Cross. This is a Northern Line train to Morden. Please stand clear of the doors’ Pushing my fragile body through the crowd, on the flight of stairs, I stepped on to Trafalgar Square. Squinting my eyes, I look up at the Sun...