Morning alarm rang. Its 7. Oh!, its time for the factory alarm. He rushed towards the plant. Yeah. Bell rang.
He was so interested to see those noxious smoke going up towards the sky gently. He likes to see its slow disappearance.
After some time, he returned to his home. He has this routine daily in the morning and evening.
Suddenly, due to some haphazard movements, the factory got closed and worker's labored efforts went fruitless.
Still in eager, he used to return once in a week to check if he could see those smoke and hear the alarm again.
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He lived in hope! Great little tale.
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i enjoyed reading it. good use of metaphor.
ReplyDeleteGreat take on the prompt. He's very determined to keep up his routine.
ReplyDeleteWith the plant closed down it's highly unlikely he is going to see smoke but he might hear the alarm bell.
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