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Danielle Daniel
Student @ University of Abuja
Abuja, Nigeria
Words are my world, stories my solace. I write to explore, to dream, and to connect.
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Posted on Aug. 26, 2025, 5:01 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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When illusions begin to fade,those who can truly seeare often the first to feellike they no longer belong.That’s how it feels now, because my brother is gone.Last week Wednesday, he stepped awayfrom this world that no longer felt livable,and in doing so,he joined the countless otherswho could not...
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Posted on Aug. 16, 2025, 9:39 p.m.
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You don’t write for money.You don’t write for fame.You write because there’s a fire in your chestthat will not go out.Because words are the only wayyou know how to breathe.Some people say,“A writer is just someone who puts words on a page.”But then—a doctor is just someone who cuts bodies open fo...
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Posted on Aug. 9, 2025, 9:22 p.m.
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Light brings salvation.Light brings warmth.Light brings happiness.That’s all we want.That’s why we chase the light at the end of the tunnel.We chase it when lungs burn.When hearts ache.When feet split open and bleed.We chase it even when the tunnel never ends.We keep chasing.We never stop chasing...
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Posted on July 8, 2025, 6:33 p.m.
I didn’t stop feeling. I just stopped reaching because being alone hurts less than being let down.
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I used to laugh.Loud, unrestrained laughter. The kind that spilled from me like light through cracked glass.I had friends once. Not just people I talked to, but people who saw me. People who knew how I took my coffee, knew the songs that made me cry, knew how I twisted my hair when I was anxious....
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Posted on July 5, 2025, 12:08 p.m.
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Once there was a girl.Taught to make herself small.Taught not to breathe too loud.Taught not to talk too much.Taught never to walk with her head high, but to keep her head bowed.Taught to fold her dreams like laundry and to never, ever take up too much space.She is a girl.Judged even before she w...
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Posted on July 3, 2025, 9:33 a.m.
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I used to think kindness was a kind of magic-that if I gave enough of it away, some would find its way back to me. That if I was patient, understanding, soft, life would pay me back in gentler moments. I’d be met with the same warmth I offered so freely. I thought kindness would protect me. Make ...
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Posted on June 25, 2025, 11:22 p.m.
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There were two of usI sat in the light.He sat in the shadows just beyond it.We never spoke.Not once.But the space between us told a story no one else noticed—because no one else was looking.I sat near the windows, always chasing sunlight with my eyes. I had a soft voice and a softer heart. People...
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Posted on June 19, 2025, 9:40 p.m.
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Nigeria, a country blessed with people of different minds;  people of different cultures,  people of different styles,  people of different origins and opinions.  Let's talk about the people of Nigeria.  No, I don't mean the president, senators, and ministers.  Let's talk about the workers strugg...
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Posted on June 14, 2025, 3:18 p.m.
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I tried so hard to be what people wanted, to be what everyone wanted.I wore the smile like it was stitched to my skin. Practiced it in mirrors until it stopped looking like me.I studied the right answers, laughed at the right jokes, clapped at the right times.I tried so hard. To be the smile they...
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Posted on June 11, 2025, 11:42 p.m.
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You ever wait for something that’s already gone?I don’t mean just missing someone. I mean waiting—the kind that anchors your chest and rots your ribs from the inside out. The kind where you sit in the same spot so long your bones forget how to be bones, and you forget how to be anything that isn’...
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Posted on June 8, 2025, 7:01 p.m.
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Day 1IT arrived on a Tuesday.Not with thunder or screams, not in the way monsters are supposed to arrive. No—IT came quietly, with the cold.One moment, Mira was brushing her teeth. The next, she was breathing like a hunted thing. Her lungs turned traitor. Her mind caught fire. And suddenly, she w...
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Posted on June 4, 2025, 4:25 p.m.
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You always thought the ground was steady. You grow up learning that if you do everything right—check the boxes, follow the steps—you’ll be okay. You’ll get the job, the apartment with the soft light in the morning, the person who stays. You’ll learn how to hold your life together with a kind of q...
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