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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Kids
- Theme: Action & Adventure
- Subject: Adventure
- Published: 11/04/2018
the tasty horror
Born 2002, F, from Chennai/tamilnadu, IndiaTHE TASTY HORROR!!!
Chapter 1 “I want a tour!”
“It's mine! You better find another”, giggled a 8 year old princess KAROL. Of course she was a middle class kid, not a princess. But no one was allowed to call her “hey girl”. Princess was almost like her surname. She had a great love for food. She was always seen chewing and biting some snack. Above conversation was for a burger, which her little brother wanted.
Karol's brother was sleeping after a lot of weep. Karol was enjoying the burger all alone. She never shares her snack with anyone except her bestie, Marol. They were such thick friends that even their names match.
“Oops! How come I forgot Marol! Run Karol run! Have to share this burger or else! She won't talk to me! Aww! How terrible that would be!”
Karol ran all the way, taking the burger along with her. Where? To marol's house. It was some 2 km away.
“Reached! MAROL! MAROL! are you there? I am Karol.
“bhowwww! I am Marol, the horror!”
“scaring me with a mask. No burger for you”
“No donut for you!”
“What, you have a donut?”
“Of course”
They both share their snacks and fill their piggy bank [stomach].
Although, they are besties, they learn in different schools and hence their duration of vacations differ. Karol has only 10 days for summer vacation whereas Marol has a whole month to enjoy.
“So sad of you Karol!”
“Thanks for your concern!”
“By the way, my family had planned for a tour!”
“Where?”
“A food exhibition”
‘whatttt”!!!!
“We're leaving after 2 days. Where are you going?"
“To hell!” [angrily]
“Calm down Karol”
After listening to Marol's conversation, she decides to argue with her parents.
“MOM!!!”
“What happened?”
“Marol is enjoying her vacation! What about me?”
Dad comes home.
“So, you want a tour”
“Yeah, of course dad”
“It could not be, dear”
“Whyyyy?”
Dad doesn't answer and escapes to his room.
“Karol, as you know, dad doesn't like tours”
“but why mom?” why don't you answer to the question, ‘WHY’?”
Mom puts up a sad face and escapes to her room.
“I don't know why mom and dad are doing weird”
“What is so dislike about a simple tour?”
Karol goes to bed murmuring.
WILL CONTINUE….
the tasty horror(atufa)
THE TASTY HORROR!!!
Chapter 1 “I want a tour!”
“It's mine! You better find another”, giggled a 8 year old princess KAROL. Of course she was a middle class kid, not a princess. But no one was allowed to call her “hey girl”. Princess was almost like her surname. She had a great love for food. She was always seen chewing and biting some snack. Above conversation was for a burger, which her little brother wanted.
Karol's brother was sleeping after a lot of weep. Karol was enjoying the burger all alone. She never shares her snack with anyone except her bestie, Marol. They were such thick friends that even their names match.
“Oops! How come I forgot Marol! Run Karol run! Have to share this burger or else! She won't talk to me! Aww! How terrible that would be!”
Karol ran all the way, taking the burger along with her. Where? To marol's house. It was some 2 km away.
“Reached! MAROL! MAROL! are you there? I am Karol.
“bhowwww! I am Marol, the horror!”
“scaring me with a mask. No burger for you”
“No donut for you!”
“What, you have a donut?”
“Of course”
They both share their snacks and fill their piggy bank [stomach].
Although, they are besties, they learn in different schools and hence their duration of vacations differ. Karol has only 10 days for summer vacation whereas Marol has a whole month to enjoy.
“So sad of you Karol!”
“Thanks for your concern!”
“By the way, my family had planned for a tour!”
“Where?”
“A food exhibition”
‘whatttt”!!!!
“We're leaving after 2 days. Where are you going?"
“To hell!” [angrily]
“Calm down Karol”
After listening to Marol's conversation, she decides to argue with her parents.
“MOM!!!”
“What happened?”
“Marol is enjoying her vacation! What about me?”
Dad comes home.
“So, you want a tour”
“Yeah, of course dad”
“It could not be, dear”
“Whyyyy?”
Dad doesn't answer and escapes to his room.
“Karol, as you know, dad doesn't like tours”
“but why mom?” why don't you answer to the question, ‘WHY’?”
Mom puts up a sad face and escapes to her room.
“I don't know why mom and dad are doing weird”
“What is so dislike about a simple tour?”
Karol goes to bed murmuring.
WILL CONTINUE….
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