SHORT STORY.

                                                         CHESS

They are still playing chess.HE pulls every one towards him.But somehow, he didn’t budge.There was a big tug of war competition. I still could not but give in to his demand.I badly wanted to keep thre game going on.Because the person playing game with the DEATH  is none other than my love….

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  • voodoobrb on Mar 26, 2011

    Great share. nice writing

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