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Stream of Consciousness Saturday- The Sighting. #SoCS

Via:- https://lindaghill.com/2019/10/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-12-19/

Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ground.” Use it as a noun or a verb in any tense (i.e. grind).

Grab every Opportunity for Betterment.

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There was almost whole village even nearby villagers had gathered at a particular site to witness and understand what had actually happened last night.
The news had spread like a wild fire. Almost all news channels and media was present to cover and interview him.
He was the sole witness. He had seen UFO last night which according  to him had landed on the particular area that created a big crater on the ground.
” There was a strange sound coming from above. I looked up and saw bright light that was getting brighter and bigger. I hid behind a large tree. When it reached closer there was a blinding colorful lights blinking. It was huge, round in shape like a unique airplane. Slowly it reached close to the open space right here. It made a deafening sound when it landed. There was numerous small windows and inside like a light panels, buttons which was operating by strange looking peoples.”
“Do they got down.”
“Slowly the door opened. They were weird looking humans. Humans or not I don’t know.  They were not like us. One of them saw me and I  got so scared that I ran from there. I don’t know they got down or not.”
“Now it’s a mystery that they got down or not. ” Reporters was covering his story.
Some believed his story some said he cooked up, but no one had the answer about the mysterious crater that appeared last night.

Truth or cooked up, once a sleepy village now became hotspot for visitors in one night as many tourists flocked to see where UFO touched the ground. Villagers took these as an opportunity for earning and to start new business.

-Soul Connection

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Thursday Photo Prompt- Curse Of The Castle. #writephoto

Via:- https://scvincent.com/2019/07/11/thursday-photo-prompt-castle-writephoto/

The Trapped Soul.

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Looking from afar, silhoutte of a beautiful castle surrounded by water truly defines the word beauty.
Eyes are hypnotised who admire it are unaware of dark secrets hidden behind long walls.
No one ever noticed dark clouds that hover above beautiful castle.
Like lake  is calm above but strong currents flowing below..
These castle too has dark chapters hidden behind its beauty.
Walls are screaming for ages, crying in pain.. trying to tell everything they witnessed.

‘Long ago lived a beautiful princess who was never allowed to set her feet in the outside world…
who never experienced beauty of dancing in the rain.. who never ran into the open fields chasing colorful butterflies…
Who never laughed carelessly or whose beautiful long hairs never played in the wild breeze…

She was made prisoner in her own kingdom by her own father

Small window was her only connection to the outside world. Her curious eyes admired beauty of the nature till her eighteenth birthday.. Alas! It was the last day of her life.

Sadly her soul still trapped inside the castle waiting for freedom since decades from the clutches of a cursed magic her father believed that if young soul kept trapped in the glass bottle will bring good fortune.

He killed her on her eighteenth birthday, her soul captured for good fortune. Least he knew that was the beginning of the end of his glory.

-Soul Connection

Twittering Tales-47-Lost Memories

#140 Character Tell-Alls Challenge.

Via:- https://katmyrman.com/2017/08/29/twittering-tales-47-29-august-2017/

Childhood Memories Can Heal Scars Of Heart Too…

Attempt #19

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“Mom Look Wht I Found,MARBLE!”

She Took,Closed One Eye n Held It 2wrds Sun.Smile Carved On Her Sad Face.

Childhood Memories Nvr Fail To Do Dat.

-Soul Connection

Thursday photo prompt-Mask#writephoto

Via:- https://scvincent.com/2017/07/20/thursday-photo-prompt-mask-writephoto/

The Mystery Man.

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Her friends had arranged bonfire party at nearby beach just for her. At first she was afraid to join them because of the threatening messages and calls she was receiving from an unknown number since last few days. Then she thought it will be a good change and was ready to join them.

The party was in full swing with bonfire, music, drinks, foods. Other groups who were partying nearby too joined them. The plan had worked out as she was enjoying the moment and look stress free. Mask dance was the highlight of the party as one friend came up with this unique game.

The rule was everyone should wear masks before music starts and the game was everyone should choose unknown dancing partner that is without checking the person behind the mask and stick together till song ends. Game begins…  She chose her partner, rather he directly walked towards her, took her hand and started dancing. Few minutes later he grabbed her waist little tight, that made her uncomfortable, she tried to see the face behind the mask, but in vain. Then he slowly moved ahead and kissed her neck. she was trying to relieve herself from his tight grip but failed. No one noticed her struggle as everyone around was enjoying the dance.

He whispered in her ear, “Caught You…” and stabbed her. Song Over, Music stopped, She fell down. Her friends rushed towards her lifeless body. The murderer vanished in the darkness throwing the mask in the bonfire.

The Feelings. (Daily Prompt- Catapult)

The Innocent Heart

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Being poor is a sin in the world. One who comes hurl abuses, blames or insults as if poor has no emotions or feelings. Everyday his mother has to go through this. She was servant in the mansion and he used to accompany her everyday. He didn’t like when his mom has to face abuses when she is not wrong. He used to see tears in the corner of her eye every single time whenever her owner insults.

One day the owner was blaming his mom on stealing some valueables. She was pleading and denying but he was in no mood to listen. He grabbed her hand and pulled her outside. Her son who was playing in the lawn was watching everything that was happening with his mom. It was too much to bear for the little child. He picked up a stone and put it in the catapul targetting the owner, it stricked hard on his forehead. He was shocked by the little boy’s action. The boy came forward and said, “I am sorry. I just hit you with the small stone and it gave you so much pain and anger. You always insults my mom and your abusive words hits my heart just like the catapulated stones and hurts me badly.” At that moment one of the servant came running outside with the lost valueables and said, ” Sir, I think you forgot this in the meeting room.”

She said, “We are poor but never steal. We too have self respect.” Owner felt guilty. Before he could say anything mom and son left the mansion forever.

 

via Daily Prompt: Catapult

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