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...by Kefiloe Tladi

A Collection of Literary Originals

Welcome to ...by Kefiloe Tladi, a unique blog through which I will share my literary originals. All of the works that will be posted on this blog are fictional and originally created and written by me, Kefiloe Tladi.All redistribution or remaking of any material found in this blog is prohibited.

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Chapter Seven

Once he had carefully devised his plan, S’fiso took the risk of walking to zone 1 alone. He stood outside Thabang’s house and fired two...

Chapter Six

Menzi and the rest of the gang spent the rest of the evening strategizing, thinking about how they were going to make Thabang pay for...

Chapter Five

Nokuthula sat cross-legged on Dineo’s bed, watching her try on multiple outfits while vigorously chewing a piece of gum. “Definitely not...

Chapter Four

Dineo’s mother was preparing for her next trip, trying to ignore her daughter’s sulking. She didn’t understand why Dineo was so upset...

Chapter Three

The bulk of the 88s’ income came from hijacking and selling cars. They were very good at it, too. They have never had a hijacking gone...

Chapter Two

Dineo sat doing her maths homework during the last period. The Geography teacher was absent so they had a free period. She had heard...

Chapter One

One would think that in the year 2004, 10 years into democracy, black South Africans would band together and not turn on each other. This...

Chapter Sixteen

S’phiwe’s Final Words My dear Kgomotso Despite everything that may have transpired in our lives, you are, always have been and always...

Chapter Fifteen

It’s been three weeks since the funeral and I’m still in Johannesburg. Sbu’s dad and Muzi left a week after the funeral. They sent...

Chapter Fourteen

Luckily, Sbu didn’t sustain many injuries. He just needed some painkillers and ointment for his bruises. When we got home, we pretended...

Chapter Thirteen

The past two days have been hell. It’s as if I can’t catch a break; as soon as I patched things up with Sbu, I suddenly feel sick and...

Chapter Twelve

"Ndlovukazi.” Thandeka knocks on my office door. I’m preparing my speech for the year-end party that we’re hosting for all of the farmers...

Chapter Eleven

Friday, 11th October 2041. My 21st birthday. If I had been a good child, I’d probably be at my family home in KwaMashu preparing for my...

Chapter Ten

It’s been three days and I’ve been avoiding everyone. Everyone except Sbu, who has been a fantastic husband lately. He has gone out of...

Chapter Nine

Sbu and I left Jo’burg at the end of the week. In the course of the week, Mamkhulu took us to view a few townhouses and I picked the one...

Chapter Eight

When I got home the next morning, everyone was already at work so it was just my less-than-impressed mother and her sister. “Ntandokazi...

Chapter Seven

Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, Princess Kayise. Happy birthday to you. Hip, hip, hooray! We all clap and...

Chapter Six

I haven’t been home in five months. Or maybe I have been home for five months. Because this palace is my home now, isn’t it? The point is...

Chapter Five

I wasn’t able to speak to Nkosana last night when Mamkhulu dropped us off at our flat and this morning he rushed out. He doesn’t even...

Chapter Four

Mamkhulu was sure that the letter would get lost in the mail so she requested an email address so they could respond to the letter that...

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