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Lamb to the slaught by Roald Dahl.


Hello friends. I write for children. This is the first time I am writing for adults. Let me know how I can improve this story.


The violence of the crash, the noise, the small table over-turning, and the noise helped bring her out of the shock. She came out slowly feeling cold. All right so I have killed him.


He did deserve to die after what he was planning to do. She knew Maheshfrom college. After college, they would meet daily. They were just friends. But today he was drunk. They walked for a while. Seema could hear the owl in the darkness. The night was silent.


They came to his house. Upon entering she saw it was deserted. All of a sudden Mahesh tried to open her blouse

“Hey what are you doing? I am not ready for this said a frighted Seema.


If not now then when? Remarked Mahesh.

As he tried to open her blouse Seema knew What she had to do.
That is when she killed him.


As he tried to open the blouse again. She knew what she had to o.

is when she killed him.