0 Hasnaat's Work 11.03.13

The Monster

Darkness surrounded me. I could feel blood starting to stop circulating. Cold and damp, my hand started to fiddle with a revolting cobweb. Suddenly, my phobia for spiders began to haunt me once more. Was it a figment of my imagination? I was isolated. Despite the freezing air, something was stifling hot around my back… Slowly, I turned around. A blood-curdling obscene roar took place in front of me! Frantic, I ran and ran even though the ghastly beast was trying to get a taste of my flesh! Meanwhile, the repulsive odour of sewage was in the middle of invading my innocent nostrils like an enraged lion chasing after it’s petrified prey. With my heart struggling for breath, I wondered if this was all my imagination playing tricks on me. Although my back was towards the ravenous monster, I could feel it’s prolific claws and lethal eyes fixated upon me waiting for me to give in to his teeth. Hoping for an escape out of this brutal calamity, the monstrous and poisonous creature an unforgettable catastrophe…

0 Hasnaat's Work 04.03.13

A Short Story

 

Gunshots devoured the once peaceful air. He tried to catch his breath but he knew that he couldn’t stop. Although he was exhausted to death, he still, unwillingly, ran and ran. He wondered how long he would be running and hoped he would make it back safely.                                                                                                                                      

“C’mon Kittycat, we can’t stop now. They can’t get us, or they’ll kill us!”, the boy called Shane, frantic, closed into a dark alleyway. It smelt like danger…

 

                                                                        2 Hours Ago

“Completely grotesque. Spitfire’s first hairball! Amazing! Okay. We’ve to run to the store to get some food I’ve got $5. Enough to get us some breakfast!”, the boy called Shane carefully crossed the road watching out for any cars.

 

Outside, the sign ‘Hunters’ (the name of the shop they were about to enter) was tilting as Shane entered.

“Let’s see. They’ve got tuna, salmon and chicken. We’ll take all of them, and for me a refreshing  egg mayonnaise sandwich!!”, Shane enthusiastically stated.

So far, their day had been nothing but a nice exultant day to relax. But all was ruined when the boy called Shane spied a nasty and dangerous sight. It was the gang. Even worse, every gang member was there. They were searching for him because of the drugs that were

 

 

0 Hasnaat's Work

 

This is a diary entry on an Egyptian farmer doing his daily duties.
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