Vihaan Pujara
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Saving Summer
Summer was the best time of the year. Everyone was staring at the clock as the seconds ticked down, one by one, a mental countdown in everyone's mind. Then, the bell, oh, what a melody to my ears. Then, a rush of adrenaline, pumping in everyone, as we scrambled for the exit into the world, out of prison. Then, imagine my disappointment and confusion when I saw that heaven had torn apart, rain cascaded down, and thunder rampaged the streets. "A rainstorm in summer? How is that even possible? Ugh! I'll have to stay at home today." I grumbled, fuming at GOD for ruining my excitement and joy after the last day of school. I shot my eyes up towards the thunderous skies, lightning crackling in my eyes: my eyes, death black, malice oozing from my pupils. Fuming, like a bull staring red in the face, I stomped off to my mother's car, opened the door, threw my bag and myself in and slammed the door shut.
By Vihaan Pujara4 years ago in Fiction
Curseless
A jet-black sky stretched as far as the eye could see, white specks dotting the canvas. The moon shone at its zenith, high and mighty in the deep dark sky. Chilling winds rustle the leaves of the castle grounds. An eerie silence enveloped the castle. When the world goes to sleep, I come out to play.
By Vihaan Pujara4 years ago in Fiction
Rebellion Rekindled
Society had crumbled. Concrete jungles had fallen into the abyss of slavery and darkness. Will society re-emerge into the light or had the light at the end of the tunnel flickered and doused itself? Flickers of rebellion were stamped out before they bloomed hope in our hearts.
By Vihaan Pujara4 years ago in Fiction
