The East Star_A Quiet Night_Tale of Opera jungle_The Visit
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The East Star
Every night he would look out at the sky, in search of the East star. It gave him comfort knowing that there could be a possibility that she would be watching the same star, at the same time. They hadn’t talked in years. In fact, they hadn’t talked since he had dropped her off that night, but he could still remember how that night felt as clearly as if he were rewatching the memory on CD over and over again. Why they hadn’t spoken in years was his fault, he knew that, and although he didn’t regret it, he could still feel her weight in his arms. He looked up at the East star again, and watched ...
A Quiet Night
Quiet nights like this were pretty rare in this part of town. No sirens, no parties, no loud neighbors. For once Mike’s apartment was as tranquil as a Buddhist temple. He couldn’t wait to fall asleep, The bed, under all its blankets looked warm, and comfy in contrast to the icy chill of his bedroom. Perfect.But the peaceful night was interrupted with a bang. Complete terror overtook Mike. He had locked his bedroom door, and stood so quiet that the only sound he made was the uncontrollable thump of his heart beating. Somehow through the ruckus he tried to decipher what was happening in his sma...
Tale of Opera jungle
The stranger's letter There was a boy who lives in a city? The name of the city was Dopasha city. The name of the boy was Vopu. He was an intelligent boy. His age was 13 years. His house was a lovely house. For only mother, father and Vopu live in the house. The name of Vopu father was Astricka. And he was a teacher. And Vopu mother name was Kaushalya. The Vopu was always friendly in relation and work. He reads in five standers in the school. As the name of the school was "James School". And as a true teacher his father and mother also posted in the same school "James School". Vopu r...
The Visit
The candle on the bedside table flickered briefly. Afraid of the dark since a small child, I cwww.onedoor.ccould not find the solace of sleep without the security of light. ‘Oh no, please do not go out!’ I pleaded terrified of waking alone and defenceless in darkness. I sat up in bed to check if the candle needed replacing. It did not. Only half consumed, its flame burned steadily as if recognizing how much I needed its comfort. ‘Thank you.’ I breathed. Neck muscles relaxed as relief flooded through me. I watched the candle flame grow brighter mesmerising me. I shook my head to escape its power and as I did...