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"You may die." Her mom is weeping from the other side of the phone while Ida's intentions were keen on doing what needs to be done.Ida was stuck for a moment hearing those words from her mom while a lonely tear from her left eye fell on her cheek. "I will do whatever it takes, mom." She controls herself from bursting into tears."I know-I know. But, just be careful dear.""I am the key. I can end this." Those brave words were from the girl who stepped back once. "I love you, Ida." Her mom boasted her with nothing but love.She shouldn't have stepped into the City of Blue. But what else could she do when she was being sucked in? Idaliah Bristor seems to have a flamboyant life which takes a mysterious turn when she enters the unmapped city of BcHaven. "I love fantasies. Impossible, only imaginable fantasies. The ones that would take me beyond and beyond my monotonous life. To other worlds. But this, isn't going to end well," Ida was saying to herself while lying down with closed eyes and recurring thoughts, starring at the bluest skies and the brightest stars. "This city leaves me gawking at its beauty and at the same time allures me to its darkest mysteries."As she was running to find a way that could push her out of the fantastical realm, the clustered thoughts in her mind hits her hard everyday, leaving her sleepless and clueless."I don't want this. Not for me. Not for my family," she falsely admits to herself, still secretly enjoying every moment of it.Let's walk and roll with her as she says, "Whatever it may take, I'm giving it a go".•----------------•Etymology:•----------------•GEMICIDE - • Gem- The Gem Team• cide - Killing/Sacrificing'Gemicide', the term I coined means that the Gem Girls without any hesitation is ready to sacrifice themselves for their city and people.…

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I found her diary among the dirt. I opened it to find this on the very first page. "I have my secrets. But, they are not only mine. Also yours. I'll find it hard to remember things without you. You're my other half, my dearest diary."-----------------------------------------------------------My most favourite thing, my most favourite friend is my diary. It carries most of my secrets. I'd trust it with my life. But always remember that you're just a proxy.Opening you was my first mistake, writing is the second. But, the greatest mistake is hiding you in the safest place.All of this happened because we live in a not so nice world. -----------------------------------------------------------On an unfortunate day, the lab door was left ajar that evening as we came out of the washroom. I felt dreaded seeing one of my best friends lying dead on the concrete floor of the school's zoology lab. No evidence of blood or weapon around her. She lays alone as we four moved inside."I'll call the lab assistant-or-or someone else nearby," Jensy went rushing along the corridor."Don't touch her until someone comes," Reilly warned. "I sat there with tears flooding over my face along with other three of my friends."They took her to the hospital as we waited at Jensy's home for the post-mortem report.It was acrylonitrile. The report said.The zoology professor and the friends were enquired and yet no confirmation on what might've happened. But, at last it was written as a suicide until a complaint was filed.But the four friends took their way of molding out the truth about the death of their best friend.Why? Who and what is hiding behind? Let's dig up!This story is my entry for ONC2022.…

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|ONGOING| |ON HOLD|Everyone of our kind is unique but some are rare, very rare. "Can't they stop mischieving?" the neighbour lady screamed at him."Oh-I'll take them away," Raydon said, apologising to the stout lady with her fingers tugging her curly, brown hair.Raydon Jolt, a typical 21 year old guy, a computer jerk, working in an internet centre, is gifted with an unnameable ability. The ability doesn't matter, but what he uses it for, really matters. What happens, when he mistakenly opens a message that was to be left unread? Where will it take him, not only him, but his loved ones too? Will his ability help him out? If yes, How? **The biggest boom is at the end** 🚨***BEWARE OF SNOOPERS***🚨…

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It's been 5 decades. I have received tons of cards for Christmas during the last 50 years. But, still I wait for one from him. I loved him like a child loves candies. I still do. But, he didn't notice my love, I guess so.He showered his love on another girl who is a close friend of mine. I waited and waited and the card arrived on a cold, frosty, doomy December day- Christmas Day . An unexpected one it was.Written for the Bethlehem prompt contest @TheCVCommunity…

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This book gives you a glimpse of me..❤️The tag trend on Wattpad is the reason behind me writing this one..❣️Hop in🤩Have fun😀…