Question

write a story in 200 to 300 word in any topic plz i mark u as brain list

Answer 1

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Here is ur ans:-
Looking through the window,a 12 year boy was waiting for his parents to come.
It was raining heavily.It was already dark by then.
The boy was happy as his parents had promised him to buy a game and some comic books.
Suddenly he heard a knock on the door.
The boy was very happy and he ran towards the door.
While opening the door ,he saw a tall man of his father's age.
The man smiled and hugged him and said,"Oh dear, you have grown up.I haven't seen you since ages.Do you know who am I?I am your father's fourth cousin."
He was surprised because his father had told him that he had only three cousins and he also didn't saw this man before.
The boy asked him to seat as it was raininh heavily.When he was going to bring him a glass of water,then the man showed him a knife and shouted,"Give me all your money , otherwise I shall kill you."
The boy was very frightened.He regreted for opening the door to a stranger.The boy said,"I don't know where my parents kept their money"
The man did't listen and attacked the boy with a knife.
"Ouch",shouted the boy and began to cry loudly.He got hurt on his right hand.The man heard the voice of his parents and ran away.
His parents were shocked to see their son bleeding on the floor.
They took him immediately to the hospital.The doctor gave him some medicines and asked to take some rest.His parents praised him for his bravery.

Answer 2

It was pouring rain, the heavy pitter-patter echoed off the thick concrete walls that served as protection for the people huddled inside. Everyone seemed to hear it as if the pouring rain was as loud as gunshots being fired. Everyone waited in silence, no one budged or made a single sound. Afraid would be an understatement of what they were, they were gravely terrified. The pouring rain that echoed ever so loudly wasn’t calming anyone, no, it was only making things worse. They knew that they are about to meet their end, sooner or later. That rain was like a countdown, a countdown of hours that remain for them to live. When the last drop will echo and fall, when the rain will no longer pour, they will be dead and gone. And they could do nothing about it. They couldn’t run out of the room, no, that would only cause an imminent death, with their enemies circling the room. They couldn’t negotiate with them, they were not ones who listen, not ones to show mercy. All they could do was stay and pray the rain would never stop, to pray the people outside would leave them alone. Because the pouring rain was their life source and now that the last drop has echoed through the room, it let everyone know that they will soon meet their doom.