Wednesday 10 August 2011

it begins......

It was drizzling.
It was getting dark.
It was alone. It was hungry.
It smelt food. It was across the street.
It waited.
It turned red.
It was empty for a while.
It was courageous. It moved ahead.
It was happy of its feat.
It was half done only.
It tried to move again.
It turned green.
It zoomed past.
It was lucky. It was frightened. It stopped in the middle. It was waiting for a chance.
It was seen by someone. It was shooed back.
It ran for its life. It went hiding in the bushes.

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