Willie The Curious Kid( A Short Story)

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There was a loud roar coming from a distant. A curious kid softly followed the sound. He went alone, no one bothered to find out, where was he going and why.

It seemed he was the one who heard this loud sound. Suddenly little Porcupine stopped him. ‘May I know where your little steps are taking you? Can I accompany you? I promise I’ll be quiet.’

To hear a black and white tiny animal talking to him, frightened him. He was shaking head to foot.

He said a little prayer his mother taught him in times of danger. Eyes closed, ‘he murmured please God get rid of this creature, for I’m afraid.’

Thinking his prayer was answered he slowly opened his eyes. Standing before him was a huge monster laughing so loud, it made the little boy shiver and cry.

The monster had pity on him he said, ‘little boy, what’s your name? I promise I won’t hurt you.’

Still shaking, he replied, ‘my name is Wilfred, but mom calls me Willy.’

The monster shook Willy’s hand and said, ‘delighted to meet you sir, I am the one and only, Gabriel.’

Willy was out of his wits, ‘he mused, Gabriel is an Angel, you do not look like him.’

‘Did you see an Angel?’ Was the reply.

‘No,’ said Willy. ‘But they aren’t scary looking like you.’

‘Really, did you know Angels have the power to transform themselves, as they please?’

‘I didn’t know.’ Willy replied.

Gabriel said, ‘Can you guess why I’m here?’

‘Of course I don’t know, how can I? I was trying to find out where the loud voice came from; all of a sudden a black and white creature stopped me. I said the prayer Mom taught me to say when I’m in danger. I closed my eyes and asked God to get rid of it. When I opened my eyes I found you. I think someone is telling me there is danger ahead, I must turn around and go home.’

‘WOW!’ said Gabriel, ‘you really are smart.’

‘Listen, Willie, carefully mark my words as I speak, alert your brain, tell it to absorb it. There are a few things I have in my mind to warn you of an impending danger. You are heading in the wrong direction. Sometimes curiosity is not a great feeling one must have. Especially you my young friend.’

Willy was greatly troubled by this news. He looked at this impersonator with much regret. He quietly complained to God, “why are you putting these obstacles on my path. All I wanted to know, where is the sound coming from, this knowledge will ease my mind that’s all. Please remove this wannabe Gabriel, and let me move on.”

‘You are so clever; Willy, you think I am not aware of your thoughts? I bet you’re pleading with God to remove me. Am I right?’

Willie by this time was exhausted and disappointed because he couldn’t accomplish what he set out to do, because of these two awful creatures.

He excused himself from the monster and decided to head for home. When he reached home waiting for him was his mother. She was so scared, she stood in front of him, like a statue, she lost her voice.

Willy called, ‘Mom, talk to me, please I will never go anywhere without telling you. I felt something dragging me to find out where the sound was coming from. I was stopped twice, first there was this tiny black and white animal. It wanted to go with me. Mom I said the prayer you taught me in times of danger, mom I did close my eyes, but when I opened them, I found a huge monster, he said he was Gabriel. I did not believe him, he is too ugly to be an Angel.’

The word Gabriel, did something to mom, she immediately spoke, ‘You saw Angel Gabriel, what did he say?’

I was too frightened to see this creature. I think I was rude. But mom he wasn’t an Angel, he only pretended to be one.

Several weeks passed, Willie and his mom were busy in their respective work, Willie in school, mom at home, doing her regular work, cleaning, shopping and preparing food for her darling child.

Days, months were passing, there was nothing to excite either mom or Willie. Winter was showing its wicked look, there were flurries off and on. It was a quiet morning, the sky looked too calm, was something about to strike them, but what, only snow, it comes each year there was no cause to worry?

But this particular morning it seemed nature was warning about something more serious than a regular snowfall. Willie asked, ‘Mom can I skip school today? I’m frightened to go to school. Mom only today, I promise I’ll try not to miss school in future.’

Before Mom could utter a word, the sky became abnormally white, the leafy trees started blowing, with it there was snow. Instead of falling softly on the ground it was crooked, the noise of the windstorm instantly hit the electric wires, everything was falling, houses were shaking. The neighbours called each other to know if they were all right.

This was the year’s first blizzard. No one seemed to be ready, the tires of vehicles were not changed to face the snow. As a result the motorists were slipping and sliding and were incapable to drive their beloved wheels.

It continued for two whole days, schools were closed, everything stopped running . The Mayor declared a state of emergency.

After this vicious storm, it was time to discover the loss the town suffered by the storm. It was huge, the councillors of the town had a meeting to discuss the steps they had to take to rebuild, the damaged buildings.

Willie’s Mom thanked him for not wanting to go to school, she feared to think what could have happened if she forced him to go to school. She believed her son had a sixth sense.

She thought about Willie meeting a strange animal and then an Angel in the guise of a monster. Both warned him to go no further, when he decided to follow the roaring sound.

She was sure her son has a silent protector. She felt she must try to keep him from following sounds, voice or anything else out of curiosity.

One day she said, ‘let’s have some heart to heart talk, Willie.’

Willie jumped at this strange idea. ‘When adults talk like that it means I’m important,’ thought Willie.

In the meantime mom cleared their family room. She moved some furniture from the other room. She was certain if she prepared a room which was comfortable with a few things that’ll attract her little boy’s attention he’ll co-operate and will be attentive.

Willie was thrilled, he had a hard time waiting to have this mysterious talk with mom. When school was over, he packed his bag, ready to fly home as soon as he could. His feet were moving so fast he tripped and fell on the road.

It was rush hour the citizens were zooming ahead, they were hungry and wanted to reach home and eat some food. No one stopped, they were busy driving as fast as their vehicles could take them home. While Willie lay on the road bleeding profusely. Several moments passed, instantly a large dark form raised its arms, stopped the traffic and demanded each motorist to help it carry the little boy to the closest hospital.

There were many humans who volunteered to come to their rescue. This unknown and unseen entity chose the most plain and simple clothed lady for rescuing the sweet little boy, you could hear him crying softly, ‘mom forgive me I was trying to come home, I promise I didn’t disobey you.’

‘All right said the good Samaritan, you must see the physician at the hospital, we don’t want to see young Willie is missing some parts.’

The lady was so surprised, she couldn’t help asking, ‘do you know this boy?’

‘O yes,’ was the reply, ‘he’s my old friend, who needs a saviour when he’s out of the house.’

They were in the hospital in less than five minutes. The stranger wondered how her car reached so soon. It’s not so fast any other time.

There was a mysterious atmosphere at the hospital, Willie was wheeled into the Operating Room. Dr. Sam was ready to see Willie, ‘how do they know him? Asked the lady who drove him there.

‘You may not know him, but Angel Gabriel knows.’

Dr. Sam carefully checked Willie’s body. There were little rashes and cuts here and there, but nothing major. Then why was he bleeding, the doctor wondered.

He rechecked the boy and found the big toe of the boy was cut badly. He stopped the bleeding and bandaged the toe.

‘You are ready to go home Willy, Dr. Sam announced.’

The lady volunteer and the good Samaritan took Willy home. Willie’s mom was found crying her heart out waiting for her son. When the doorbell rang she rushed to open the door.

Waiting outside was her son and two other people she did not know. Come in, she said with the most beautiful smile they ever witnessed. Angel Gabriel answered, ‘We brought your son safe and sound. It’s your duty to look after him.

Both magically disappeared. Mom and Willie sat on the comfortable furniture, breathed a sigh of relief and hugged each other.


Daily Prompt: History of Language

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Write a piece of fiction describing the incident that gave rise to the phrase, “third time’s the charm.” 🙂

Sorry for delaying this post.

“Third Time’s The charm.”

Hebert a wood cutter, went into a nearby forest to bring some logs to heat his little hut. He carried his axe and the other things he needed in his wheelbarrow. As he walked along the path to the forest, he was stopped by a man who wanted to know where he could get an axe just like his. Hebert was unhappy, the man had taken too much of his time with small talk, the clouds in the sky threatened to pour moisture any moment. Disgusted he turned around and headed home.

At home his wife was waiting for the wood. The empty wheelbarrow annoyed her, she at once started to accuse him of laziness. Hebert was in no mood to explain why he came back without the wood.

It was cold that night,Hebert learned a lesson,he must never try to talk to any passersby while he was going to take care of an important job.

Next morning he went along the same path ignoring everyone he met, singing a very merry tune. He heard a groan followed by a loud noise, at first he could not figure out where the noise came from, he boldly went ahead, what he saw frightened him, there were two black bears fighting with each other over a dead deer. Both wanted all  parts of the deer to himself .

Hebert thought it best to return home, he had no desire to face two angry bears. His wife was waiting for him for the much needed wood, seeing the empty wheelbarrow for the second day in a row, made her absolutely crazy, she yelled, she cried, she swore, but Hebert took it in strides, he believed it was no use confronting an angry spouse. Dejected he went to sleep without eating anything.

He had a strange dream that night. In his dream he saw a woman who looked like an Angel, “Hebert, she said, “I understand what you’re going through, do not give up,go back to the woods tomorrow you will see what you want to see.”

This was his third  morning,  Hebert, dressed up had a pot of juice, and went on his way to get the wood he was struggling to get the past two days.

On his way, he met a jovial clown who said, “I really wish you good fortune today!”

Hebert was delighted, may be this will be a bright day for him.

Hebert was ecstatic, he was smiling as he walked along the path leading to the woods, there above him he saw scores of mynahs on the branch of a tree saying: ” Hello Hebert, are you going to chop some wood in the forest for your little hut, you will see what you will see?”

Hebert did not know what to think, what was he going to see was disturbing him. He walked about a mile, what he saw  totally baffled him. Lined up  in front of him were a group of elves with carts full of chopped up wood. They were arguing with each other to give their cart full  to the nice stranger.One of them sang in his loudest voice,” Third Time’s the Charm, Third Time’s the Charm, You know Hebert,Third Time’s the Charm, fill up your wheelbarrow and take it to your good wife, she’s waiting Hebert, do not delay!”

Hebert was so happy he cried, he told himself he will always remember , “Third Time’s the Charm!”

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Daily Prompt: Circle of Five

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A writer once said ,” you are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.” If this is true which five people would you like to spend your time with?

The five people I’d like to spend my time with are 1. Valerie(my neighbor) 2. Evie ( my college friend) 3. Dilruba (my friend) 4. my daughter and  5. my brother.

All the people I have mentioned possess very unique qualities.

Valerie is an English Prof in the university, she is a delightful person. Recently she came back from Ireland after a three week trip. She brought a beautiful scarf for me.

Evie is my college friend, she has a very sweet personality, she calls me often to tell me about the places she visited. She tells me not to call her, she has a plan where it doesn’t cost her much to call. I told her it doesn’t cost me much either. She insists she’d call me. Isn’t she sweet?

Dilruba is my friend who lives in Montreal, she is very good to me when I visit her. She has three awesome kids, I love them all.

My daughter is an angel, she does a lot for me. She loves to give me gifts. I adore her.

And what can I say about my brother, he is the kindest person I know. He is a writer. He offers online courses. I love taking these courses, I must admit I have learned a lot. I thank him for all the information he provides us.

The above are the five fabulous people I love and adore. They are delightful and the most trustworthy people I know.They make our world a very happy place.



Fiction: Engulf

Lillie McFerrin Writes

It was an eerie morning, clouds looked heavy, dark, nature was ready to lighten its load.

The town already had heavy snowfall for weeks, the weatherman feared if it starts to rain, there will be disaster, the roofs of the houses would cave in because of all the snow piled up on top, the  owners were warned they must clear the snow from the roofs before the rainfall.

Almost everyone knew what it means to have rain on top of snow, Marcus was aware of it too, he was old and weak, he could not go up to clear the snow, he waited patiently to have some kind of miracle to save him from getting swallowed up by the snow, the roof, the deluge.

He sat in one corner of his house and prayed to God to save him, he did not have the strength to do anything, he dozed off while praying, he dreamed an angel was talking to him, “do not be scared the voice said, I am here to save you.”

He opened his eyes, found himself in a cozy bed,someone was talking to him, it was the voice of a little girl, “Dear Marcus my Dad saved you and brought you to our house, you should not be afraid any more, from now on we all will take care of you!”

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Daily Prompt: Stranded Posted by Ranu

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Bird’s-eye view of uncrowded Kaaba, Mecca, Suadi Arabia in 1910 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Supplicating Pilgrim at Masjid Al Har...

English: Supplicating Pilgrim at Masjid Al Haram. Mecca, Saudi Arabia. Français : Pélerin en prière dans Masjid Al Haram, la mosquée interdite, à La Mecque (Arabie Saoudite). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Every year there are about two and a half million people from all over the world who congregate for pilgrimage.My family and I also went to Makkah for the same reason. One of the requirement is to go around the ka’abah seven times.This was a day when if you are not careful,you can get lost.It happened to me,I was so busy praying and going around I forgot to keep pace with my family.To my amazement I found myself separated from them.I moved around looking for them,I found me in a sea of people,there wasn’t anyone I could ask for help.Every second felt like eternity.

It took me a while to believe,’I am stranded’,I have no money,I don’t know Arabic,I am hungry and worst of all the thought that I  don’t know where I will spend the night,was killing me inside.I couldn’t even weep to feel better.My tears were dry.I kept asking myself, did I really lose my family? I started to walk and reached the front of the mosque,I climbed a few steps and sat down,I had no strength to climb up any more. In the middle of this terrible anxiety I heard my mother’s voice,she was telling me to  pray quietly.I was happy my mother was miraculously telling me what to do. I began to  pray,which I always did when I needed help from the,”Divine”.I prayed and asked God to help me,I was stranded in a foreign city. This is what I said,it is a translation from Arabic into English:

In the name of Allah,the beneficent,the merciful.

“Allah!There is no God save Him,The Alive,The eternal.Neither slumber nor sleep overtaketh Him.Unto Him belongeth whatsoever is in the heavens and whatsoever is in the earth. Who is he that intercedeth with Him save by His leave?He knoweth that which is in front of them and that which is behind them while they encompass nothing of His knowledge save what He will.His throne includeth the heavens and the earth.And He is never weary of preserving them.He is the Sublime, the Tremendous”.

I kept repeating the prayer.My eyes were heavy and I fell asleep where I was sitting. I had a strange dream,someone was asking me, why I was there.The stranger had  a friendly face.It seemed this was what I needed,I broke down and tearfully related my story.Next moment I felt someone’s arms around me. Fear gripped me,I quickly opened my eyes, there before me was   the face of an angel,she assured me I was going to be fine.She was there to help me.Immediately I became aware of the fact,that I asked for ‘Divine’ help through my prayer and God has sent this person to help me.

She took me to her home,while on our way she kept reassuring me I was safe. We used sign language,she didn’t speak English and I couldn’t speak Arabic. Her family received me as if I was one of their own. Amidst all the sign language between us,the lady instantly remembered one of her son’s can speak English.This revelation brought joy to us.The son was brought in and the atmosphere became pleasant,he was the interpreter for me and the family.We exchanged pleasantries for a while,then as promised the lady with my help found my family.My husband was worried and told me how scared he was of losing me.My nightmare finally came to an end.I was grateful to God for His help.I was convinced that If one needs help,prayer is the best source.