Few Days ago CB hosted a contest called ‘Finish It To Win It’. In this contest CB wrote the 1st half of the story and asked her readers to complete the rest. To be fair to all the readers the entries were anonymous and were judged with no bias… which according me to the best part of the whole contest. I also participated and here is my entry. 1 (CB’s
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This is my second attempt at 55 fiction. So, pardon me if it doesn’t come out well. *** She picked up the news paper and smiled. The article she had written on child labor was on the front page. She started to read the paper and yelled, “Munni, Get the tea”. After 2 mins, 13 year old Munni came with a cup in her trembling hands. PS – All of
He lit his Cigar and looked out of the window. From where he stood, he could see his empire… a village that he ruled. He held total control over the small village that was spread roughly over 200 acres. In this tiny village, none defied him. He was the sole ruler of the village and people accepted that. He knew that this acceptance came out of fear but not respect.
I pace around my room frustrated. Sleep has deluded me again. This has become so common now that I have started to think I have some sort of sleeping disorder. I have tried everything to get back to sleep… I have even popped a pain killer to fall asleep. But nothing worked and here I am pacing around in the middle of the night. The room feels so stuffed and
This is my very 1st attempt at 55 fiction. I hope that it comes out bearable and ok if not good. I am so used to writing lengthy posts that this feels kinda weird. As I said, this is my 1st attempt so constructive criticism is welcome. New Journey Relief floods over my body, Finally this is all over.
“Come on Amy, let’s decorate our tree”, she heard her mom call standing beside the tree with decorations lying on the floor. Amy couldn’t take the eyes off the happy family playing in the snow making a snow man. “Amy”, her mother called again. “Coming”, she called back and started walking towards her mother. “What’s wrong Amy”? “Nothing mom”, Amy lied. The truth was she spent the whole day by
She sipped her coffee and looked at the door for what seemed like a zillionth time. She wished he would come before her nerves got better of her. Her nerves were rising with every passing moment. She was beginning to doubt, if she even wanted to do it. But she had to; everyone she knew had done it. She looked outside again but still there wasn’t any sign of him.
She looked around and saw all familiar faces, the faces that she had been seeing for years together. She knew most of them there. Everyone there recognized her too yet she was lost. She felt like a complete stranger standing in that crowd. She had known them for years but she never understood them. She felt like a complete misfit in that crowd. She walked around with a glass in
Year 2000 She closed her book and looked out of the train’s window. She could see things passing by but before she figured what they were, they were gone. Even though a part of her was very enthusiastic to embark this journey, the other part of her played a bummer. That part longed to be on her comfortable bed watching FRIENDS or Full House, she wanted to go to park
I could hear ringing somewhere….. It was something I seem to recognize. I think that’s my phone…. That’s Ajay calling. I tried to wake up and pick it but some part of me seemed to not agree with the plan. It seemed to enjoy my dream and wanted it continue…. It wanted see the happy image of me and Ajay in a meadow with no one around us. Finally, I
