write a short story based on the given outline or cue\s in about 150 - 200 Words 11 pm Seema was about to shut the door and retire for the day when she saw bono , her pet dog, in the garden when she went out to bring bono inside, she saw bono frantically digging Seema screamed hen she saw
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It was 11 p.m. Seema was about to shut the door and
retire for the day when she saw Bono, her pet dog, in
the garden. When she went out to bring Bono inside,
she saw Bono frantically digging. Seema screamed
when she saw a tiny human finger gradually emerging
from the mud. She was petrified. Soon, the listless
body of an infant was out. Bono, tired and panting,
sat near it as if he was guarding a treasure.
Police had arrived within 20 minutes. The
body was taken for post mortem. A constable was
designated outside Seema’s house. Police started
asking the neighbourhood.
Seema tried to sleep only to wake up frightened
and shivering. Once in a while, Bono visited the spot
and came back. Seema was waiting for her maid,
Mala, who had been on leave for some time. Suddenly,
the doorbell rang loud.
It was Mala. Seema was happy to see Mala but
there was an unusual rancour on Mala’s face. “Where
is your tiny bumble bee,” asked Seema. Mala hurrying
her way to the kitchen said, “It’s there.” No sooner
did Mala complete her sentence than police barged
into the portico dragging Mala’s husband. “Ms. Mala,
please tell us,” said the police. “Do you know who had
buried that infant in your garden?”
It was then learned that Mala had adopted
the child from her dying sister. But her husband
understands only relationship of blood. “After heated
argument, he had killed the child and buried it here.”
A chill ran down Seema spine. Tears ran down her
cheeks as she shrank down on the sofa.
It was 11 p.m. Seema was about to shut the door and
retire for the day when she saw Bono, her pet dog, in
the garden. When she went out to bring Bono inside,
she saw Bono frantically digging. Seema screamed
when she saw a tiny human finger gradually emerging
from the mud. She was petrified. Soon, the listless
body of an infant was out. Bono, tired and panting,
sat near it as if he was guarding a treasure.
Police had arrived within 20 minutes. The
body was taken for post mortem. A constable was
designated outside Seema’s house. Police started
asking the neighbourhood.
Seema tried to sleep only to wake up frightened
and shivering. Once in a while, Bono visited the spot
and came back. Seema was waiting for her maid,
Mala, who had been on leave for some time. Suddenly,
the doorbell rang loud.
It was Mala. Seema was happy to see Mala but
there was an unusual rancour on Mala’s face. “Where
is your tiny bumble bee,” asked Seema. Mala hurrying
her way to the kitchen said, “It’s there.” No sooner
did Mala complete her sentence than police barged
into the portico dragging Mala’s husband. “Ms. Mala,
please tell us,” said the police. “Do you know who had
buried that infant in your garden?”
It was then learned that Mala had adopted
the child from her dying sister. But her husband
understands only relationship of blood. “After heated
argument, he had killed the child and buried it here.”
A chill ran down Seema spine. Tears ran down her
cheeks as she shrank down on the sofa.
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