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“Will it work?”
“I don’t see a reason, why will it not work.”
“Hmm. Maybe, you are getting too optimistic?”
“Maybe you are getting pessimistic?”
There was silence. No one knows how many minutes passed by.
The gentle evening breeze swayed the leaves. The flowers smiled and kissed each
other. The caterpillar woke up from an afternoon nap. The dried up leaves flew
off into different directions. A couple of butterflies approached their adobe.
Silence again.
“Alright. Let’s do it.”
Saying this, the creepers moved towards the car parked next
to the truck.
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In the future, all a passerby could see was a creeper garden right in the middle of a concrete jungle!
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Dear Amkush, Excellent - Creepers! You are so clever with your story! Good job! Nan :)
ReplyDeleteJeepers! Creepers!
ReplyDeleteThe "there was silence" paragraph was luscious, and the concept was a very cute one.
Randy
Thinking creepers! That thought is a bit scary!
ReplyDeleteAnkush, Cute story. And so the creepers crept up on the van. Looks like they were very successful. Well written. :) ---Susan
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