Write a story in about 120-150 words with the help of the following hints.
A bedbug made a small home – in king’s bed – a flea drifted into king’s room – bedbug warned him – wanted to
taste Royal blood – bug advised to wait – impatient flea begins feasting – angry king orders servants to search –
flea flew away – bedbug killed.
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Once upon a time a bedbug had made its home in the grand, ornamental bed of a king. The bedbug led a regal and peaceful life, roaming happily among the smooth, expensive silken sheets and velvet quilts that lined the bed. During the day, he slept undisturbed in a corner of a bed, and at night, he (106) on the king's sweet blood. Then one day, a flea drifted into king's bedroom, and he flew straight to the king's bed. The bedbug immediately scolded the intruder and told him that he had come to the wrong place. The flea replied, "My dear friend, how (107) and rude you are! Is it proper of you to ask a guest to leave when he has come to visit you? I have come here with a purpose. Though I have tasted the blood of many people and beasts, (108) have tested the royal blood of a king. I have heard that it is delicious beyond compare and I long to have a sip of it. Please allow me a bite of the king just once?" The bug replied, Oh flea, I suck the blood of the king when he is fast (109). I am careful to bite him so gently that he never feels my bite. You are much too impatient. I'll agree to let you have one bite of the king, but you will have to wait till I am finished myself." The flea was delighted to (110) this. <br> A little while later, the king (111) his bedroom to sleep. The flea grew very excited when he saw the king's plump body. "Remember what I told you." the bed bug warned. "We have to wait till the king is in deep sleep before we begin to feast. The flea was very impatient, however, and could not (112) himself Just as the king was beginning to doze off, he bit the king hard on his arm. The king (113) from his bed when he felt the bite, and was very cross indeed. He immediately ordered his servants to strip his bed and find the insect that had caused him such (114). The king's men pulled the linen off the bed and examined it closely The flea, seeing the commotion, flew away to a corner of the room and hid behind a curtain but the servants found the poor bed bug and killed him at (115).
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Once upon a time a bedbug had made its home in the grand, ornamental bed of a king. The bedbug led a regal and peaceful life, roaming happily among the smooth, expensive silken sheets and velvet quilts that lined the bed. During the day, he slept undisturbed in a corner of a bed, and at night, he (106) on the king's sweet blood. Then one day, a flea drifted into king's bedroom, and he flew straight to the king's bed. The bedbug immediately scolded the intruder and told him that he had come to the wrong place. The flea replied, "My dear friend, how (107) and rude you are! Is it proper of you to ask a guest to leave when he has come to visit you? I have come here with a purpose. Though I have tasted the blood of many people and beasts, (108) have tested the royal blood of a king. I have heard that it is delicious beyond compare and I long to have a sip of it. Please allow me a bite of the king just once?" The bug replied, Oh flea, I suck the blood of the king when he is fast (109). I am careful to bite him so gently that he never feels my bite. You are much too impatient. I'll agree to let you have one bite of the king, but you will have to wait till I am finished myself." The flea was delighted to (110) this. <br> A little while later, the king (111) his bedroom to sleep. The flea grew very excited when he saw the king's plump body. "Remember what I told you." the bed bug warned. "We have to wait till the king is in deep sleep before we begin to feast. The flea was very impatient, however, and could not (112) himself Just as the king was beginning to doze off, he bit the king hard on his arm. The king (113) from his bed when he felt the bite, and was very cross indeed. He immediately ordered his servants to strip his bed and find the insect that had caused him such (114). The king's men pulled the linen off the bed and examined it closely The flea, seeing the commotion, flew away to a corner of the room and hid behind a curtain but the servants found the poor bed bug and killed him at (115).