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Submitted to Contest #138
Chapter 1- The Picnic It was April, but the day wasn't stuffy and warm like usual. Aamras yawned like the MGM lion from the movies. He was a handsome looking beagle with bright yellow patches (thus the name Aamras or mango juice). He stretched, rolled on the soft grass, and fell into a nap under his favourite mango tree. That afternoon, Prapti and Meera had come to Tintin aunty’s house to have a girls’ day out. Her garden was their favourite picnic spot. It had large mango trees with broad branches that stretched and bent like a dancer’s...
Submitted to Contest #132
Are you there, God? It's me, Suzy Q, and I want you to stop Max from leaving me. I sat in a corner as if invisible while these thoughts ran in my head. I always give too much of myself. I don't know what I'm going to do now.Max seemed lost in his own rhythm of sorting and packing. Then, the room began to slowly fill up with emptiness. All that was once familiar disappeared one by one into large brown boxes that smelt of sharpened pencils. The silence was uncomfortable and unusual. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore. So I got up and mad...
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