Roaring winds banged angrily against the window while Bobby lay awake, staring at the flickering lights. He felt as if someone was watching him.
Tap… tap…
Bobby thought it was just the wind. But the tapping continued.
His fear grew stronger.
Funny thing, I used to have this doll when I was six. I used to play with it a lot.
Then the nightmares came.
The same nightmare returned every night. The doll stood beside blood-covered bodies before slowly turning her head towards me. Her eyes were bloodshot and her mouth stained red. Then she would smile and say,
“Daddy, may I have a taste of this murder?!”
Because of this nightmare, I threw the doll away and forgot about it.
Or at least, I thought I did.
Little did I know what would happen twenty years later…
Look at them. Dr. Aris — the man who won a Nobel for essentially rediscovering that gravity still works — is currently holding court in the breakroom. I can hear the cadence of his laughter from here. It’s that specific, honking sound a man makes when he’s convinced he’s the smartest person in a room full of sycophants. They’re probably discussing my latest paper. Or, as Aris called it in the faculty lounge, “the most expensive piece of science fiction ever printed on university letterhead.”
The engines fired up,
The lights went out.
In the dark,
The protesters stood…
Small, but not silent.
Yesterday I met a ghost.
Instead of my head,
It wanted to sleep in my bed.
But with that,
He wanted a 0.7 lead.
First, when I saw that ghost,
I thought he’d make me toast.
The balloon floated around like the cloud men drifting off,
The balloon flew like the phoenix basking in the glory of the sun,
The balloon was as weightless as a dandelion riding the wind,
The balloon shone like pearls on the beach.
“The darkest nights reveal the most terrifying truths.”
Once upon a time, there lived a group of friends. In the group, there were two boys named Rahul and Sam, and two girls named Ananya and Kriti. They all decided to go out on New Year’s Eve. As planned, they went out together.
At Beyond the Box, we are constantly thinking of ideas to give something unique, refreshing as well as challenging to our community of writers. Two to Tango is one such endeavour to encourage the participants to work along with another writer as a team and bring about a creative synergy. 44 teams participated in Season 4 of this one-of-its-kind contest held in Sep-Oct 2024. Below prompt was given to the writers and they were asked to narrate the same story from two different points of view.
Prompt – Write a fictional story in which a letter gets delivered ten years late, impacting the present in some way. Feel free to interpret this in any context/style/genre.
The Special Mention winners in the kids’ category were Smayan & Ashvik (Team 40). Enjoy their story!
“Sometimes, a single step in the wrong direction can lead you to the most unexpected adventures.”
Once, there lived a boy named Rahul. He was 10 years old. One day, while he was sitting and watching TV, his mother asked him to bring a pack of milk.
When he was going to bring the packet of milk, he tripped over a stone. As soon as he tripped, he saw that he had landed in a beautiful place. It seemed as if it was a whole new world. He started to explore it.
Imagine the sweet rustle of leaves, the faint whisper of the trees talking to each other, and the whirr of the chainsaws coming closer.
Wait, what?
The chainsaws were unexpected, right?
