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Five Sentence Fiction: Hope and faith.

This week's word: SECURE.

      Life had changed for little Ravi since leaving that horror house that was Geeta Vatsalya Trust.
His new home felt warm and comfortable, but most of all, safe and secure. No longer would there be those scary shadows lurking in the dark, waiting for unsuspecting, innocent little souls. No longer would there  be two pieces of dry, stale bread and water that was passed off as dal to be eaten two times a day, seven days a week.  Here, there would be food, warmth, love and laughter and a family that cared for him dearly;  how happy he was that he had been 'the chosen one' that day!


  1. Touching one, Shilpa.
    Nicely expressed.
    Hope the adopted child gets love in his new home...

  2. The words are logically correct. You're trying to show how good the new place is by comparing it to the old one. But the first two times I read it, it felt very negative. The piece might be focusing a bit too much on the horror house that Ravi escaped.

    Note: Reading repeatedly makes it feel less negative, but then the story loses any effect altogether.

    1. Hmmm....I get it. I will keep it in my mind the next time. Thanks a lot, Pawan for taking time out!

  3. Hope & faith ! Nicely crafted.

  4. What a horrid place for a child to have been in. I am glad he is out of there. Finally in a secure and loving home. Nice work, Shilpa!

  5. Good story with a happy ending!


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