Write five hundred words on any topic you like. Now remove 250 of them without changing the essence of your post.
“I’ve come to buy a sickle.”
“A nickel?” He gave him one.
Run along now I have work to do!”
Mom was upset when she saw me without the sickle. “Where’s the money!”
I showed her the nickel, “He gave me this.”
Mom ordered , “Come back with the sickle.”
A sage walking by saw my tears and asked, “why are you crying?”
He laughed when he heard my story.
“Don’t laugh I am in trouble.”
“Let’s go, I will teach the guy for cheating.”
“What did you say?”
I did not understand him. He disliked my question and told me to walk . In my imagination I turned into a Sasquatch, made plans to take revenge,I must kill him, I grabbed the sage’s shirt and yelled, “I will kill you.”
The sage was surprised, said something in his language , lifted me by my neck and bellowed, ” Kill me huh, let’s see who kills whom!”
Wild thoughts occupied my mind, I was dead vultures were tearing me to pieces, the sage was on the hill laughing .
My soul was in heaven, Rumi,Iqbal and Waheed, were looking at me. I’m hungry I said.
Instantly two women appeared with delicious food. I was about to eat it, suddenly I felt someone shaking me.
I opened my eyes, the sage said . “Hi.”
“Let’s get the crook.” I yelled.
“All right then let’s go .” The sage smiled!
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Sabethville 