Story Story- Hallucination

   "Come on kids; Hurry up!" shouted Mrs. Bones at her three children.
The Bones' house was very busy that Sunday morning. The entire family was going on a picnic. Everyone in the house was busy except for eleven year old Alice.
"Alice would you stop reading those make-believe story books and pack your stuffs?"asked the grandmother.
Alice took off her glasses and in a polite way, she told her grandmother "Thanks for being concerned but I am finish packed. Can you please leave me in peace now?"
"As you wish, my dear" replied her grandmother.
The entire family hurried out of the house with all their belongings. They drove south to the national park as their destination.

   In the dark blue family van was Alice's parents, her grandparents, her big brother and her big sister. The Bone's family dog- Tiger was also in the van.
Half way in their destination the van stopped abruptly. "What's wrong?" asked Alice.
"I don't know! Let me check..." replied Alice's father.
"Let me give you a hand." said the grandfather.
Minutes passed which seem like hours to Alice, then finally father came and said "I don't know what's the problem, we have to call the mechanic. Okay" with that he went forward with the calling. Then Alice mother turn around from the passenger seat and said "Well kids, you can go for a walk in the meantime."
"Walk where? All around is forest which look very creepy!" replied the grandmother.
Alice ignored her grandmother and went for a walk in the dark, spooky forest. "Careful my dear!" said Alice mother in a singing voice. Alice heard a bark, when she turned around she saw Tiger. "Let's go boy." she called.

   Alice felt something was drawing or pulling her into the forest further and further. She found herself in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly the trees parted and there stood the little girl in ragged clothes and a broken doll in her hand.
"What the ..." Alice said surprisingly. Then little by little the light around the girl begun to fade.
"Wait! Don't go! Who are you? What do you want?" shouted Alice as she ran in the direction of the unknown girl.
As Alice ran, the trees reconnected and Alice tripped and fell. She was awaken by a dog barked and wet slime on her face. It was Tiger, their family dog, who was licking her face in the dark forest.
   "What a strange encounter!" She said as she stumbled to get on her feet.

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Caught in a Storm

A storm, not only described the weather but it can also describe someone's disturbance or tantrum.
Human tantrums can be very dangerous at times but if one tries, it can be controlled.

There was a girl named Zenus. She was always concerned about her family and friends. Whenever there was a problem in her family, she would stay awake all night thinking of solutions. She was good at heart but was always worried that one day her kindness will put her in a storm. One day Zenus overheard her uncle and stepfather talking about destroying the family's clan. Zenus was caught in a storm; she was very angry towards her destroyers but she also didn't want her mother to be worried. Zenus had to devise a solution before everything she owns disappeared.

To Be Continued...

Riddles #1

1. What is black when it is clean and white when it is dirty?

2. It is yellow and you can serve it but not eat.

3. The more you have, the less you see.

4. What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?

5. If you have it, you want to share it. If you share it, you don't have it. What is it?

6. The more you take, the larger it becomes. What is it?

7. What can you swallow but can also swallow you?

8. If you know what it is, it is nothing. If you don't know what it is, it is something. What is it?

9. What has a ring but no finger?

10. Which two words has thousands of letters in them?

11. What always travel on foot?

12. What has to be broken before you can use it?

13. What has hands but cannot clap?

14. I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter but can't go outside. What am I?

15. What is made of wood but can't be sawed?

16. What kind of tree can you carry in your hand?

17. I pass before the sun yet make no shadow. What am I?

18. What has four fingers and a thumb, but is not alive?

19. What can you give someone and keep it at the same time?

20. What is easy to get into, but hard to get out of?



Answers: 1. Black Board   2. Tennis ball   3. Darkness   4. Road   5. Secret
                6. Hole   7. Water   8. A Riddle    9. Phone   10. Post Office   
                11. Shoe   12. Egg   13. Clock   14. Keyboard   15. Sawdust   
                16. Palm   17. Wind   18. Glove   19. Your Word   20.Trouble

Short Story- HOPE

When I least expected, it happened. Several shots were fired at me from a passing car. I mingled with broken glass on the floor. What happened next? ...

   I felt my left leg numbed like it wasn't there but as I looked at it, blood streamed from it. I tired to move my left hand to stop the blood, but it couldn't move. Something sharp and hard was nudging at it; I turned to looked at my hand and it was as painful as it felt; broken glass scraped and cut through my hand and got stuck into it. My entire body felt weak and lifeless. I tired to recapped what had happened but I was too much in pain to even think. I saw my cellphone on the road or so it seem, my vision started to get blurred. I quickly reached out and grabbed the phone and speed-dialed my mother's phone number. 
"Hello dear," I heard my mom voice on the other end of the line. Her voice was so soft and sweet and I felt that this was the last time I will hear it. I closed my eyes, felt a tear ran down my cheek, and said to my mother "Mom, I love you."
   I was awaken by an annoying beeping sound; I tried to open my mouth to tell that sound to 'Shut Up!' but something was covering my mouth. I opened my eyes slowly, everything looked blurred at first but with the help of a couple winks, my vision got better. As soon as I saw the white walls and health machines all around my surrounding, I knew that I was in a hospital room. "Jasmine, my dear" I heard a soft voice calling. It sounded like the same sweet and soft voice I was dreaming about. I turned to my right only to see my beautiful mother with her friendly smile and tears in her eyes. "Mom..." I wanted to say, but that stupid thing is still covering my mouth. My mother continued saying "Oh dear, how are you? Are you feeling better?" The door swing open and doctor Taylor begun speaking "Hello Jasmine, well you are looking way better than before. You suffer a very serious head injury and lost a lot of blood. Your hand will heal in due time but ...your foot, the bullet was really in there and it will take a very long time for you to be back on your feet again. I'm sorry" he paused. "I bet you want to know how you reached here?" he asked. Indeed I wanted to know. I nodded. "Well some drunk teenage boys stole a police's gun and was 'showing off' by firing it just to get attention. You were one of the injured citizens who witnessed the scene. But the good news is, the boys were caught and send to jail and most of our injured citizens are getting better."
My mother held my hand and kissed it; with that I closed my eyes and hope for the best.

Short Story- A Black Woman Dream

   I could not believe my ears. The announcer had called my name! I had won the $100000 prize.
My mouth fell open, my hand flew to my head, my feet begun to jump up and down, my dreams was going to be fulfilled. "Come on down to collect your huge cheque Becky; Owner of $100000.", the jolly announcer said as I made my way to the bright and colourful stage, decorated with the company's signs "Decor lottery co.", all over the stage.
 "Thank you, thank you.", I said over and over as I held the cheque with my name on it and $100000 written on it. I didn't exactly knew how I won, but I won. 'Now my dreams can come through. I can now divorce my drunkard, lazy husband and get a new home for my eight children.', that was my thought as I held and waved my huge cheque all around the stage. I stood on the decorated stage with my old and half torn clothes. 'Don't get me wrong, my clothes was torn because of all the house chores I had to do and with maintaining and controlling eight children, it is not easy.' Thoughts and ideas were going through my mind like water falling from the sky. "I will buy myself some new and nice clothes, some nice high heels and a new car for me and some nice clothes for all my children.", all this I continued to think as I stood on that stage.
"What more!? , What more!? $100000... What a black woman like me with eight children and a lazy husband gonna do with $100000! What!", I exclaimed as I was now dancing on the stage.
   "Yo, lady! stop sleep and come and make me a cup of black tea deh!", I heard my annoying husband's voice shattering my lottery dream. I slowly opened my eyes and held my lottery ticket and said,"Oh gaud, let me win!"

Short Story- His Little Cowgirl

Blue Jeans looking over the hills

     Once upon a time, far away, somewhere in the west; hidden behind the wide, green hills  a friendly village called Miscour. In that village, there lived a little girl named Emily. Emily had golden, curly hair that hung on her shoulder, her cheeks were always pink in colour and she had the most beautiful  clothes anyone back then could imagine. Emily had wonderful memories with her family members and friends. She had one passion which burn deep down in her heart and that was "riding" her favourite horse "Blue Jeans".

   

    Mr.Willison, Emily's father, was a businessman in the village. Mr.Willison bought Blue Jeans on Emily's first birthday, for he himself loved horses. He would tell his friends that he loves his little cowgirl more than himself. Every weekend Emily and her father goes riding as a leisure and fun time. Emily loved her father and her horse so much but she always thinks of her mother. 

   Emily's mother was Mia Willison, a horse trainer in their village. Mia died when giving birth to Emily but never-the-less, life for Emily wasn't that bad. Emily will one day become a horse trainer, just like her beloved mother. Emily's beauty was envied but loved all across the small village.

   Years went by which only seemed like yesterday to Mr.Willison when his little cowgirl grew up. Her passion came to life when she became the champion of the horse race in 1781. As Emily held her trophy and kissed it she whispered,"For you my mother".

SMILE

YOU know who got the most amazing and beautiful Smile ever.?
.
.
. Read the first word again :-)


There are billions of ordinary looking people with average looking faces in this world. Billions! But with a SMILE, every single one of those billions of ordinary faces becomes MAGICALLY BEAUTIFUL.!


ALWAYS wear a SMILE, because YOUR SMILE is a reason for many others to SMILE :)

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The SMILE is a symbol of happiness and vitality, a beacon of hope and an expression of emotion.


When life give you LIMES---rearrange those letters---what do you get?


A SMILE is a curve that sets everything straight :)

Use your SMILE to change the world around you, but don't let the world change your SMILE.

Do an act of Kindness. Help one Person SMILE!

When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to Smile :)

 

Smile is a language of Love,
Smile is a source to win hearts,
Smile is a name of a lovely mood,
Smile create greatness in personality,
So Remember...Keep SMILING!!!

                                                      

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SMILE like you've never cried
LOVE like you've never been hurt
LIVE like there is no tomorrow!


  Share a smile today :)
Can your Smile make a Difference.?

Short Story- My Last Day

   I looked at my hands; old and wrinkled; I felt my face, it felt just like my hands.
"All because of old age" I told myself. I looked down at my ragged clothes, full with mud stains and dirt. "Well at least it covers my body." The place felt cold, not only in temperature but the surrounding also. I was in the middle of war.
  "Will I survive?" I asked myself. I continued to look around thanking God my one and only son is alive and safe."If only someway I can get in contact with my Dev, to tell him that 'I am proud of you dear and I love you very much, I love you child' if only someway I talked to myself, barely hearing my voice compared to the chaos around me. I walked around seeing people fighting and hitting each other with glass bottles, hard-wood, metals and guns. Just the sight of a gun terrified me. I saw a man shouting and passing orders around to other people. I went up to him and said "Excuse me sir, how can I get to inform my dear son that I love him. He is in the other big city studying to become a doctor. I just want to tell him "I love him. I don't know if I will survive to see tomorrow, Please help me". I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. I folded my hands and pleaded. "Do you have a contact number for you son?" asked the serious man with what appeared to be a smile. I pulled out a small paper with what seemed like numbers on it and I handed it to the man. He took out his phone and dialed the number and handed it to me. It rang three times then I heard my son's voice. "Hello", he said. His voice bold and strong. "My son, I love you. I am your mother. I love you dear". I told him in a weak but clear voice. "Ma, I love you too but what happened? Are you okay ma?" he asked. " Ha......." I tried to say but I felt my heart paining. I fell to the ground with blood streaming out of my body. I had been shot. This is my last day. At least I told him, I love him. My vision went blurred and that was my end.

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Short Story- His Cowgirl Bride

   There Jack stood staring at the beautiful girl riding her lovely white horse. Her long, beautiful, blond hair and her gorgeous blue eyes telling so much excitement and feelings. Her outfit fitted her body so perfect. Her boots was brown in colour, her jean's blue, her stripe red and white jersey so perfect on her. And most lovely of all, her white cowgirl hat with red rubies on it. Indeed she was beautiful. 
   "Get back to work, you worthless boy! Come on Jack you don't have all day to clean that stable." shouted Jack's mother, who was the cook and maid of the Jordan's family. Jack quickly finished cleaning the stable and rushed into the huge mansion. The kitchen was bigger than their house and was filled with all expensive things. Jack and his mother lived alone in a small hut. His mother never went to school and was also cleaning and working here and there. She finally got a job that pays well with the richest family in the village, the Jordan's. She took along her only son to help her and unfortunately Jack fell in love with the master's daughter Bella. He won't dare say a word about his love because he didn't want his mother to lose her job. Everyday he spied on her every movement. He knows her likes and dislikes. He never utter a word to her not even "HI" because he was very shy. But he promised himself that she will be his "Cowgirl Bride". 

   Years gone, times changed, Jack was now in his twenties. He was now educated and had his own business. He was now rich also. His mother had died and her master has took good care of him. He had fell more deeply in love with Bella, day by day. One warm evening, as Bella was in the stable with her horse, Jack built up some courage and went to her and said,"You are as beautiful as the roses in the garden in the spring season. I have loved you all my childhood years and my loved has increased beyond the sky. I wish to make you my Cowgirl Bride." Tears wet her dreamy blue eyes and she replied,"I thought you would never ask." She got up and jumped in his arms and said,"Yes, I will be your Cowgirl Bride."

NeverLand Awaits

I was told:

Never Grow Up.! 
Accept the World as it is
Challenge the Known, Look into the Unknown;
That's where the Future is...
A Mind is a Wonderful place to be.!

With that, I set out on a Journey to the discovery of one's endless mind of thoughts & imagination that never cease to intrigue my clueless self