Fike's Corner😊

  There is a girl who hasn't been sleeping much lately. Not because she doesn't want to sleep. In fact, she wants nothing more than to close her eyes and wake up when morning comes. But lately, sleep has become difficult. It visits when it wants to and ignores her when she needs it most. So, every night, she waits. After a while, she stopped trying to force sleep. Instead, she started paying attention to the things that happen after everyone else has drifted off. It's strange how different a room feels when everyone in it is asleep. The same walls that seem ordinary during the day suddenly become unfamiliar. The shadows stretch across the room in ways they never do under sunlight, and every little sound suddenly feels much louder than it really is. The room hasn't changed, yet somehow it feels like it has. Sometimes she stares at the ceiling for so long that the little cracks begin to look like faces. The hanging clothes in the corner become people for a second before h...

  There are books you finish, close with a smile, and move on. And then there are books you finish, stare at the ceiling for five minutes, and ask yourself, "What exactly was that?" My Sister, the Serial Killer was the second one for me. First of all... I need God to judge the author a little. 😭 I finally finished My Sister, the Serial Killer and... I think my biggest problem is that I wanted justice more than the author wanted to give it to me. I closed the book and just sat there thinking, "That can't be it." Throughout the entire story, Ayoola keeps killing the men she dates, and every single time, her older sister Korede is there to clean up after her. She lies for her, protects her, and keeps choosing her over what is right. As a reader, I kept waiting for the moment everything would finally catch up with them. I was convinced that at some point, someone would find out, the truth would come out, and justice would finally be served. It never happened. In f...