55 Words Story : Kidnap


“Bro, they’re abducting us. Shout. Call for help”.

We screamed. Our parents noticed, did nothing but watched us being taken away.

At kidnappers’ place, they took my noisy brother to a room. He stopped his scream.

I saw his head and four legs coming out on a tray.

“The Mutton shop tales are no fables!”

Pudina

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