Category Archives: Fictional Story

The Golden Ticket

Hey! Did you know that I went to Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory? How you ask? Well, Willy Wonka kept six golden tickets packed along with his chocolates. I bought one of his chilly crème chocolate and OMG! I got the golden ticket, which is a golden opportunity to visit Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. I was super-duper excited. So, we lucky six children were invited to the chocolate factory. Willy Wonka, I must say, was a tad bit silly and bizarre but no doubt he was a fine chocolatier.

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Christmas Night

It was a typical, lively Christmas eve. Children were preparing to receive gifts from Santa Claus. Milk and Cookies were set. Stockings were hung.

“Em, what gift have you asked for this time?” Sammy asked his sister, Emma. Emma said that it was a secret and grinned. 

They were twins. Kind yet Mischievous. They were well-known for their pranks.

****NEXT DAY****

**CHRISTMAS DAY**

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Rewriting The Past

In this life of COVID-19, one day I was chilling out in my room, aimlessly switching the television channels and munching on some fries. Out of the blue, at a totally unexpected time when no one usually visits us, the doorbell rang. Perplexed, I walked up to the door and flung it open. My cousins were on the door! I was shell-shocked to see them in front of me and was about to fall. They traveled by their car to surprise us. I was thrilled and so excited.

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Stallrose’s Echo

He heaved a sigh of relief, having hiked all the way up to the crest. Joy dawned upon him, as he reminded himself of the fact, that he was the only person to have ever made it to the Stallrose peaks. The view filled him with serenity, calm and peace. The sight from this point was immensely breathtaking and its aura made it almost seem unreal. The peaks stood high and upright, embracing the enchanting sight, as the sky welcomed their presence with a warm and magnificent blue. Their wonderful artistry was a well-kept secret.

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The Talking Tree

I wasn’t born rich. I came from very humble beginnings. What u see of me today is a far cry from what I was back then.

I was born in the wild, not very far from this city. When I opened my eyes for the first time, I was amazed to see beauty all around me. I was surrounded by beautiful creatures, just like me. We enjoyed the sun, swayed in the breeze, danced in the rain and had fun all day long. Those still remain the best days of my life.

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Some Days Become History

The blazing sun was smiling in the sky. I was trying hard to get rid of my slumber. After washing my face with soapy water, I gulped down some ice water from the bottle in the refrigerator. Pathetically sitting in the couch, I didn’t know what to do. There was no option to go out due to the corona virus pandemic. Just then, an idea popped in my mind to makeover and renovate my abode. 

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The Ephialtes

The abode. The only one in the entire area, sat on the crest of a low valley. In this two-storeyed duplex resided a couple – Rohan and Rhythm. They set up their dream house in the outskirts of the city where they could catch the view of fields of cotton dotted with flowers, a turquoise crystal clear lake with a bench near by, many baya weaver nests dangling from the twigs of trees and holy worshipping places too.

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