15/11/2025
The Girl With The Loud Silence
Episode 1: The Transfer
The first thing Amaka noticed when she entered the new school wasn’t the buildings or the students,it was how quiet everyone became when she walked in.
Not the “polite new girl” quiet.
No. This was “who-is-this-and-why-is-she-here” kind of quiet.
Her mother had warned her that Lagos schools were “different,” but this one? It felt like an Instagram filter had been placed over real life—everyone looked polished, confident, and informed. Amaka felt like a smudge on a clean page.
She was placed in SS2B. Middle row, third seat. Right behind a girl with red braids who didn’t even glance her way. The class rep, Tayo, gave her a sharp once-over and said, “Don’t worry, we don’t bite.” But he smiled like he could, if provoked.
Amaka wasn’t shy. Not really.
She was just tired. Of starting over. Of explaining why she changed schools mid-term.
Of hiding the reason no one from her old school could call her anymore.
Because no one knew what she had done.
What she had caused.
What she was running from.
But Amaka had a rule: silence first, story later.Let them wonder.
She sat up straight, opened her notebook, and stared at the board. But from the corner of her eye, she saw it—a paper, folded in half, sliding toward her across the desk.
No name. Just five words scribbled in bold:
“We know what you did.”
Her fingers froze.
So much for a fresh start.
To be continued
