ANG'O MOMIYO PINY MABOR? Agoyo erokamano Ne Nyasaye mosewara kuom tuoche,dhier kod masira.Kendo daher mar goyo erokamano gi chunya duto ne ji duto mosebedo ka konya kendo tala e yore mag rieko gi ngima.Ndikoni en achiel kuom weche masetemo mondo andik ne joherana kendo ji duto ma puonjore yore ngima kowuok kuom weche ma andiko . Nitiere ndalo moro mane asandora malit bang' akweda modhuro ,kendo ndalo mang'eny asetemo wuok kuom mibadhi gi masira go. Omiyo ne aneno kit dhano kane chandruok omako chunya,chandruok mar manyo rieko.Ji mangeny ne oweya kagiwacho ni gik matimo ok kare,ji matin ahinya emane obedo piny mondo owinj gimane chando chunya.Jogo duto agoyonegi erokamano. Omiyo kane andiko gigi chunya ne gombo mondo ji duto oyud rieko kawuok gi gik ma awacho gi. Ji mang'eny temo mondo oyud gik piny gi yore ma ok ber,an agoyo erokamano ne ruodha kuom taya e ler ka adimbora mondo abed ng'ato ma an kawuono. Andiko wechegi mondo uyud ler kowuok kuom puonjo madieri.Piny ka ok nyal res gi muma inyalo rese gi thum gi ndiko.Omiyo akao kinde mondo andik weche maneno ,ka pogo oganda e pinyka. An ajaote.Kik igoya lero nikech apogora gi mibadhi gi miriambo.Ruaka uru e chunyu,kendo ukao kinde uwinj weche matemo pimo. Ne Ji duto marito ndiko ma asebedo kandiko ndalo mane apondo e **** dhano,beduru mana gi kwe nikech chunya nikodu machiegni,aherou. -Synopsia mar Piny Mabor,Budding Dirt. "As an artist, I feel that we must try many things - but above all, we must dare to fail. You must have the courage to be bad - to be willing to risk everything to really express it all."-Budding Dirt My mind is a sea of monarch butterflies. That flutter, all hella haphazard and disordered. As delicate as rice paper. And impatient. No matter how I chase them. I cannot catch them. Because while I’m clomping through the brush, swinging a net and crushing the seedlings, they are dancing from flower to flower, unperturbed by my pursuit. Flittering in the sun like the skittish memory of a dream in the light of day'-Budding Dirt

Last year i visited one of my friends home in Siaya their homestead was surrounded with graves .
**** was Scary and Weird.

I've never believed in ghost or spirit until I lived in that homestead for a week.

At night things were always moving falling off shelves. I constantly felt like I was being watched. The only time I ever experienced sleep paralysis was in that house i was sleeping in.

And in the morning i jokingly said to my friend "If there is a ghost here, it better leave because I'm a christian and i don't entertain demons in my niche!"
At this time my friend didn't take any of it seriously).

One evening as we were walking around the compound making stories;
A dog started coming towards us aggressively. As the dog got near us barking facing the main house, a finger suddenly appears and closed the opened bedroom window in our mind we thought Becky(my friend's sister)was the one who closed the window shockingly Becky was in the kitchen cooking.

My friend thought it was just a evening phobias and day tiredness is trying to prank us.

A few days later I was doing laundry in the basement and My daughter and her friend, who lived across the fence were playing outside;
It was six in the evening,suddenly strong wind started blowing and one of the cemented grave cracked i ignored the scenario and continued with my work.

That night i stayed late to read poetry suddenly a shadow slowly move past the door, at which I immediately turn off my reading light and freeze like a deer in headlights.
My friend and my daughter were dead a sleep.
I sat their unable to move or even think about what to do other than be absolutely still. That is, until I heard another sound, the sound of someone trying to open a glass door.
"Omera Omwanda nitiere gik mawuotho ka,chung! Chung!",as i tried to wake my friend.
The shadow was still jiggling the glass door handle, but it sounded like the doors was not opening.
I heard light foot steps move back along the balcony to my set of glass doors the shadow stop directly in front of me.
Omwanda didn't woke up,i was terrified and chills all over my body.

Next night i wanted to sleep early so i said my daily prayer immediately i said Amen the lid to a glass jar fell off the bookcase, and a picture with glass in the frame just smashes to the floor and breaks into a thousand splinters!
Have you been scared ? I was scared and is the night i said this is too much early morning i must leave.

Following day we left to Eldoret i hated the experience i had in Siaya;
The **** spooked me .
BASED ON TRUE STORY.