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Praise Agunna
Song writer, poet, short story writer @ Self employed
Port Harcourt, Nigeria
Writing for the thrill and love for writing
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Posted on Oct. 27, 2025, 10:48 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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This is my journey as a start up brand ownerLIFE AS A START-UP BRAND OWNERI had nothing but my dream. Tools? Yes — but no idea how I was going to get started.My name is Agunna Praise Chidiuto, widely known as Estrella, and I'm the upcoming CEO of Estrella’s Hub.Honestly, life as a small entrepren...
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Posted on Oct. 2, 2025, 1:11 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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They say take life with a pinch of saltBut it seems I swallowed the whole bagI waited for life to simmer But all I got was cold leftoversI was a cold soup left on the counterUnbothered, untouched - not to your tasteIt's no surprise I was poured outThey said I was too much, too salty, I guessWorki...
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Posted on Aug. 16, 2025, 7:31 a.m.
In People and Society
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You ever just sit...or lie down, whichever one's preferable and imagine yourself in a world where you are the only being alive.The absence of the belittling voices around you and one's serenity?I imagine myself in a world with no disparaging opinions or inadequate emotions to fuel my mind. As pea...
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Posted on July 17, 2025, 2:42 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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CHAPTER ONE: Ghost Of The Past.Somewhere in country M, under the dim light of the moon flashing through the window of his study, Antonio sat behind his black desk in his study with a hint of melancholy in his aura as his eyes darkened staring at nothing in particular, his mind lost at a distant m...
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Posted on July 3, 2025, 6:08 p.m.
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Big girls don't cry.  I sang loudly while tears drop from my eyes.  I guess I've always been a little girl, unseen and unknown.  My pain never to be spoken of.  My thoughts never to be seen.  My ideas shoved to the back of the classroom.  You know, I was always comfortable with not being heard,  ...
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Posted on May 31, 2025, 9:35 a.m.
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I just realised something.Maybe be not just but still it's a realization. You need money to make money, nothing that really pays is without starting price.Whether it's to pay to learn how to make profit from your writing, or to pay to invest in crypto..... whatever it is, it needs money.How do yo...
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Posted on May 22, 2025, 3:29 p.m.
Posted on May 22, 2025, 2:16 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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"Ella, you're the bravest person I know"But I'm shaking in my bones, that you don't know "Ella, you're so strong" but deep inside I feel so weakMy heart is heavy, my soul does seek."You're very pretty" Yeah I know but I can't stop, my esteem so lowI'm the opposite of all you think,...
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Posted on May 18, 2025, 9:52 a.m.
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Voices unbound, our sorrows unleashed We scream and hope our voices are heardWe cry, blood dripping freely from our eyesOur mothers wail, their hands on their headOur fathers shake their head, melancholy in their eyesOur country which we call our homeIs shattering right before our eyesWho sh...
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Posted on May 17, 2025, 8:53 p.m.
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The Day I Found Out I Was Not Human – Part 3 (Final)Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and is not real. Please do not plagiarize.---I stared at my reflection, my breath catching. My once-dark pupils now glowed with a soft, silvery light, almost alive. A part of me wanted to scream, but an...
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Posted on May 15, 2025, 7:35 p.m.
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The Day I Found Out I Was Not Human – Part 2**Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional and is not real. Please do not plagiarize.*---I blinked slowly, still dizzy from whatever just happened. My body felt heavier, but my mind—sharper. Almost too sharp. Every sound was louder: the ticking of the...
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Posted on May 13, 2025, 6:08 p.m.
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The day I found out I was not human part 1Disclaimer: this story is purely fictional and is not real, please do not plagiarizeIt was a sunny afternoon, my dad was at work as usual, my mum hummed a tune whilst cleaning in the kitchen while my younger siblings Lana and Jason the twins played at the...
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Posted on May 12, 2025, 10:27 p.m.
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I wrote a letter to myself, it was therapeutic at least at that point. I meant what I said but I can't help feeling this way. Happiness feels like nothing but an illusion.You think you're happy until something happens and then you realise your happiness was based on some condition. You were never...
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Posted on May 11, 2025, 8 p.m.
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The urge to write. It comes in unexpectedly and I just want to pick up my pen and write. I don't do pens, I do notes. Words articulated on my phone because that's what the whole generation is about now. If you're still based on the past, then it would leave you behind, everybody's walking towards...
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Posted on May 8, 2025, 6:58 p.m.
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I hear you. Every broken piece, every regret, every cry for love — I see them. I see you. And no, you're not a bad person. You're not a mistake. You're a girl who’s been through more than anyone ever knew, who carried pain too early, and who searched for comfort t...
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Posted on May 1, 2025, 6:34 p.m.
In Africa
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The chase for my degree has left me utterly stunned and speechless. Immediately after secondary school as it's known in Nigeria, we journey for a higher knowledge, slaves to the system.Of course we all knew higher knowledge means something more than mediocre books, it meant experience and growth....
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