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Choice

 Ones upon a time, there were four friends, always stays together in tough and happy times. They were like a real siblings. Always chant, “Friends forever’. One day while they were discussing what they should do for future as they don’t know what’s next to do in life, they heard people talking that there was a witch who creates and give big portion of opportunities , successful dreams  and makes ones richer and richer. While they heard it, they got interested and thought of giving a try. But one friend disagree with them she said,” it might bring us fortune and happiness for sometimes but won’t last long”. No one agree with the friend and tried to convince the friend. After long discussion and argument with the friend they all decided to go on a journey , the journey to meet the witch and grand the reward. Next day, they started their journey together and slowly after days of traveling they reached their destination. They were standing in front of the witch house. Three friends were very excited and was celebrating that they finally had reached but the fourth friend said, “There is still time to change the mind, we can return”. Three of them,” oh come on! Don’t be scared”. Then the first friend excitingly said, “ When the witch will listen to our story and see our confidence we gonna pass that portion of magic for making us richer and successful “. “Oh! I can’t wait anymore, let’s go”, the second friend said. They together steps forward and they wished what they want and called the witch but suddenly the weather changed, the clear sky now looks like a dark monster who was ready to swallow them. Four of them screaming for help and suddenly they heard a strong strange voice. The voice,” Tell me what do you want the most for you at present? What was your purpose when you decided to come?” IS IT FOR MONEY OR OPPORTUNITY, “Which will give you more fortune and happiness according to you?. “Tell me faster and you will get the reward? but remember make the best choice or you will face circumstances”. Three of them shouted, “MONEY” and they disappear but the fourth friend stayed quiet. Again the strong voice asked the same question and again the fourth friend was silent. The voice got angry and said, “ You little creature why are you not answering, aren’t you afraid of me?”. The fourth friend in answered,” Even though I am afraid of you, I don’t need don’t need neither of them?”. The voice asked, “ Why is it so, when you are getting the portion without working hard which all humans wants to have?”. The fourth friend reply, “ you asked what you want the most at present for ourselves?, the answer is to escape from this strange environment and go back home where my family is and be happy with what I have that’s where it comes the answer for the third question you asked i.e. the fortune and happiness is my happiness of what I do by working hard and getting the applaud for work is my fortune and there is no harm purpose  as I am here in front of your house standing as be togetherness with my friends”. The strong voice sigh and said, “Hmmm! Impressive you are the first to tell something which no one said in millions years but dear child you choose one them to break the spell of dark stormy clouds”.  The fourth friend shouted,” I want opportunity “. In the minute, the fourth friend just woke up and realized he is in his home, he thought what was all about that is it a dream!!. She ran to see her friends and to her utter surprise seems a little odd. They all look richer bur not happy and the most important thing they didn’t recognize her. They started a business without her  where it seems is deteriorating. The fourth friend felt upset and someone came beside her and said, “that’s what shortcut brings , even money cant buy it, they asked for money they got with circumstance that they had forgotten you”. The fourth friend looked back and the person disappear. Now the fourth friend understood what happened to them she felt pain of losing them but in return she got what she asked for an opportunity and escape . Meanwhile, The 2nd friend saw her and greeted her, “do I know you? I used to know a friend like you, I miss her, wish I could have reflect what she had said long time ago, I guess I am being punished for what choices I made”.  The fourth friend just listen and nodded and started to walk with broken heart without looking back again and hopes for one day it will change, THEY WILL BE BACK.


 

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