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The Box
>> Thursday, September 18, 2014
The Box
55 Fiction
“God…please....” She prayed, in low voice, closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes she found he had chosen another box.
Arpitha jumped up in joy, kissed on his cheeks.
Her father had let go of that box just to see her joy.
She crossed her box and won the tic tac toe game.
55 Fiction
“God…please....” She prayed, in low voice, closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes she found he had chosen another box.
Arpitha jumped up in joy, kissed on his cheeks.
Her father had let go of that box just to see her joy.
She crossed her box and won the tic tac toe game.
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