"The Forgotten Diary"
Imagine you've discovered an old, dusty diary in the attic of your newly purchased antique house. Write a story based on one of the diary entries which holds a profound secret about the house.
How you can write?
When I shifted into the charming, age-old Victorian-style house, a sense of deep-rooted history pervaded the atmosphere. While exploring the vast expanse of the attic, a hardbound, dust-laden diary, stuck with many memories of a by-past era, named Harold caught my attention.
On one of the brittle yellow pages was written "August 12, 1898: The sculpture in the garden, when twisted in a clockwise direction beneath the full moon, revealed a stairway underground". The entry intrigued me. Sure enough, with the approaching full moon night, I twisted the shabby sculpture, standing unseen at a corner of my garden.
To my surprise, the earth beneath it grumbled, and as the diary quoted, a stairway appeared. I walked down hesitantly, into the darkness - a feeling of a forgotten era unfolding. The world that met my eyes held a profound secret of the house - the underground was a hide-out from the civil war, with relics and histories whispered in silence. No one, in all these years, had discovered this, until my curiosity guided by Harold's diary, led me to it.
Harold had not just left behind a diary but had chronicled a mystery of history, tying my life with a secret of the past and making me part of the unseen chapters of a bygone era.
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Imagine you've discovered an old, dusty diary in the attic of your newly purchased antique house. Write a story based on one of the diary entries which holds a profound secret about the house.
How you can write?
When I shifted into the charming, age-old Victorian-style house, a sense of deep-rooted history pervaded the atmosphere. While exploring the vast expanse of the attic, a hardbound, dust-laden diary, stuck with many memories of a by-past era, named Harold caught my attention.
On one of the brittle yellow pages was written "August 12, 1898: The sculpture in the garden, when twisted in a clockwise direction beneath the full moon, revealed a stairway underground". The entry intrigued me. Sure enough, with the approaching full moon night, I twisted the shabby sculpture, standing unseen at a corner of my garden.
To my surprise, the earth beneath it grumbled, and as the diary quoted, a stairway appeared. I walked down hesitantly, into the darkness - a feeling of a forgotten era unfolding. The world that met my eyes held a profound secret of the house - the underground was a hide-out from the civil war, with relics and histories whispered in silence. No one, in all these years, had discovered this, until my curiosity guided by Harold's diary, led me to it.
Harold had not just left behind a diary but had chronicled a mystery of history, tying my life with a secret of the past and making me part of the unseen chapters of a bygone era.
How would you proceed writing on this(#prompt)? Accept the challenge, write & send in comments below or @WritersClub.
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This story holds an inevitable chemistry between a mafia king and a mysterious girl who is persuing M.S.C degree but is a C.I.D officer secretly. In this story you will get to see Their conflict further about crimes . Fate will drive them on the Different edges of poles like North and south poles do. But fate (author here ) will bring them together too. There are many more secrets .Do read the description of my story. The Flashback memory which hits Adrit sehgal the Main lead is like someone in his past said gently holding a girl's hands that "ok I will not touch u now , I will touch u after our marriage with proper rights" --- but days passed same person same date but different year different emotions worked away and that person cried out with teary red eyes " The beasts didn’t let my little jaan live her life. They tore her petals brutally. They didn’t let her liveeeee...." What exactly happend in his past .
Read my story to figure out how A mafia king and a secret C.I.D officer's chemistry turns out to be.
What exactly happened in Adrit's past.
Why that flashback hit his mind.
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