Munni Akter
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The story is about my high school life when I skipped classes. At the time, I was very naughty and mischievous. I and my friends Raju and Chintu bothered everyone in the class. In a nutshell, we tore them apart before. We had a boy in our class; his name was Shiva. We tore him a little more. Almost every day, during lessons, we held him in our ears for no reason. When we go to the toilet, we close the toilet door from the outside. Chintu once cut off his hair, but he never complained to anyone. One day, Abdul Shiva suggested the girls to the class for no reason and pushed her away. The girls in my class laughed a lot. But that was the first time I felt very bad. That day, we had evening classes. As always, Raju and Chintu interrupted the girl by throwing a rubber player. As soon as the teacher in our class saw us, he got mad and kicked us out of the class. As soon as we came out, I saw Abdul not standing there. Sir had already abandoned Abdul from his class. We were standing outside of class. Raju said: "Hey brother, look, Shiva." We looked there and saw him standing under the stairs. Shiva turned and looked at her middle finger. When we saw it, our heads got so hot. He has that courage and shows us the middle finger. I have to give him a lesson today. Now let's go. Chintu said that, and we went to Shiva, and we followed him too. We arrived at the toilet on the third floor when we followed him. Yes, the beetle appears to be hiding in the toilet. Chintu told us: "Hey, don't go, we have to show some fun." As soon as we entered, Shiva sat on the floor with her back and ate something. The sound was like eating a carrot. “Bumblebee, you have so much strength.
By Munni Akter11 months ago in Poets
The Bargain
Digging The old man was alone in a slightly lit cabin, with candles flickering against the damp wooden wall. Outside, the wind blew like a wounded animal and rattled the shutters. Nathaniel had seen many storms in his year, but no one had made him uneasy. I felt something was wrong at night.
By Munni Akter11 months ago in Poets
