The Mystery Of The Missing Door (Chapter 8: The Meeting)

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On Wednesday night, Pete and Safora had an early dinner. By half past eight, they had already washed all the plates and cleaned up the dinning table. Their parents were away till the next day and their mother had prepared their meals and put them in the refrigerator for them to heat up.

“All right, we are all done,” said Pete, washing his hands. “We better check our things and get ready to go to the beach. Just think about it, we may be able to hear their plans and every thing they will discuss in their meeting!”

Less than ten minutes later, Pete and Safora arrived at the beach . They hid behind a closed stall as planned. Pete peeked through the top of the stall counter. He took out his micro listener and his night vision glasses and put them on to help him see and hear things clearly. Meanwhile, Safora was hiding under the counter  with her phone in her hand, ready to text Mic the information needed to be sent.

Mic was already at the headquarters with a laptop, his phone and a voice recorder with Reen sitting beside him. They were very excited and wished that they could go to the beach together with Pete and Safora.

It was after nine o’clock when Pete saw a few men walking to the beach. They stopped not far from where Pete and Safora were hiding and sat down on the sand. They looked around them and a few minutes later, a tall man started the meeting. 

“All right, is every body here?” started the tall man in a purple jacket in a low voice. “498, here. 767, here. 123, here. 555, here. ABC, here. And XYZ which is me, also here.”

“Now, where is 8910?” asked someone in a crooked voice.

“Never mind, that guy is always late,” said XYZ. “Maybe he’s asleep.  All right, now we’ve got three doors. The first one is from Miss Nyla’s house, then from Mr. Lonard’s house  and the third is from Mrs. Kale’s house which is not in Woodsland. We are going to steal 5 more doors, but we will do it outside of Woodsland. ABC, steal the strongest and finest door in Whitehall. 767, do the same thing as ABC in Petershall. 555, go to Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston and steal their doors tomorrow night. All three of them have nice doors and they will not be at home. They are now in London for a week. After you are done, bring those doors to our new headquarters at number 611 of 505 Street.”

Pete gave Safora a note to be sent to Mic saying,

“Tell our friend the police chief that doors might be stolen from Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston tomorrow night. Their HQ is at number 611 of 505 Street.”

Safora sent the message to Mic. Anyway she forgot to silent her phone and it made a loud beep that surprised the gang. Pete grabbed Safora’s hands and together they crept to the bushes behind the stall and after they are far enough, they ran home as fast as they could, afraid of being caught.

It was a windy night and waves made a loud sound as they crashed on the shore. Pete and Safora were lucky that the gang could not hear or see them creeping in the bushes. The gang checked their phones and asked each other whose phone was beeping. They then searched all around them and after a while one of the gang said, “This is creepy, I think we should stop this meeting and continue some other times just in case there is some body watching us.

“Disperse!” said XYZ, and all of them ran away in different directions. 

>>>  To Be Continued …  <<<

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 7: The Message)

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“Mic! Reen! It’s tea time,” called their mother.

“Mom, can we have tea at our favourite place in the garden, please? asked Pete.

“Of course,” answered his mother.

The children ran to their favourite table in the garden and took their seats.

“It is very hard to solve this mystery,” said Reen. “I haven’t been able to estimate the length of our suspect’s nose, the length of his arms, the size of his shoes and the size of his shirt,” continued Reen. “I don’t think we could solve it. There are…”

“Hello children. Look who is here to see you,” said Reen’s mother as she walked towards them followed by Miss Nyla. Miss Nyla carried a big tray loaded with home baked cookies and cakes.

“Good afternoon, children,” said Miss Nyla with a big smile. “I baked these lovely cookies and cake especially for all of you. I hope you’ll love them,” she continued.

“Lovely!” said Safora. “Look at those delicious chocolate chips on the cookies. And the cake looks so tasty with cream and huge, fresh strawberries! Thank you, Miss Nyla. You are very kind.”

Just as Miss Nyla and Reen’s mother went inside the house, someone on a motorcycle dropped something in front of Reen’s house.

“Hey!” shouted Mic as he ran to the gate. He saw a newspaper by the roadside and picked it up. “He’s gone,” said Mic to himself. Mic told his friends what had happened and looking at the newspaper, he asked,”Should we check this newspaper just in case if there’s a message or something?”

Then he saw something written on the front page of the newspaper.

“Tell 8910 a meeting Wednesday 9pm at the beach.

XYZ will lead the meeting.

555 of vd (burn after reading)”

“It’s a message to the guy called 8910!” said Pete. “But who is he and what is vd? Is it a place?”

“I know!” shouted Reen. “Seera Soora Sora of Cape Verde. It’s a code. The three fives are codes for three ‘s’ and vd is…”

“That’s impossible, Reen!” said Mic who was tired of Reen’s weird theories, before Reen could go on. “I think 555 of vd refers to somebody with a code name, 555 and vd means vanishing doors.”

“Good thinking, Mic!” said Pete. “555 could be a code name and vd could be vanishing doors. Clever, Mic”.

Mic smiled proudly.

“Now time for a plan. We’ll need someone to spy the meeting and someone else to help the spy send informations by texting to the headquarters. One of us will be staying at the headquarters which is here, to collect information and ready to call for help just in case anything happen.”

“I think Pete will spy,” started Mic. “Safora will assist Pete and I will be at the head quarters.”

“Right,” says Pete. “Today is Tuesday so we’ll better get ready for the meeting. Get your darkest shirt, Safora. We’ll be going there 10 minutes early and we would hide behind a closed stall. Mic, be ready about 13 minutes before the meeting. Understand, everybody?” asked Pete.

“But what about me?” asked Reen.

“I’m sorry, Reen. I forgot to tell you that you’ll be Mic’s assistant. Please make sure that both of you will not fall asleep. Now let’s get prepared!” said Pete.

>>>  To Be Continued  <<<

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 6: The Circus)

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 5: The Country Fair)

“We lost him!” shouted Reen.

“Don’t lose hope,” said Pete. “He went into the circus tent. Come on, Reen. Lets go after him.”

Pete ran towards the tent followed by Reen. It was in the middle of a circus show, so both of them bought their tickets and took their seats. They watched the clown juggled five apples on his legs while doing a handstand. Then they watched a bear dancing on a huge ball and next, they watched a monkey hopping on one leg on a tightrope.

They looked around them but the man they were after was nowhere to be seen. A man with a bowler hat called for a volunteer for the next act. Reen was the first volunteer. He put his right hand into the clown’s hat and took out a chicken sitting in a basket. The chicken jumped out of the basket and inside the basket there were four little eggs that were green instead of brown. The clown gave Reen a souvenir and Reen walked back to his seat with a big smile.

Then another volunteer walked to the circus ring for the next act. The boy looked familiar, he walked in a familiar way, when he introduced himself, his name sounded familiar and his voice sounded familiar too. The boy looked at the crowd as if he was searching for somebody.

Reen looked at the volunteer and said, “Pete, that’s my big brother Mic.”

Mic was searching for Pete and Reen. He saw them entering the circus tent and went after them. Anyway he lost them after he bought his ticket, so he took a seat hoping to see them later. He was looking around at the crowd when he saw Reen put up his hands high up in the air waving at him. Mic nodded and waved back before he went back to his seat. He sent Safora a text message telling her that he found Pete and Reen in the circus tent.

And then, the most unexpected and surprising thing happened. Three men swung around and out came the Mayor of Woodsland jumping down from something that looked like a giant leaf that was lowered down to the middle of the circus ring to officiate the fair. Everyone clapped their hands and at that moment, Reen saw the man that they were looking for. He told Pete about it and Pete nodded and whispered that he saw the man too.

Pete got up from his seat as if he was bored and pretended to walk to the door followed by Reen. They passed the suspect, noticing his behaviour with other people. He seemed to be kind and gentle but  looked a little nervous. Pete was looking at him when the man got up pretending he was going to the toilet.

Pete walked out of the circus tent and as he took out his phone to send Mic a text message, he saw that his phone battery was dead. Luckily they saw Safora and Pete told her to tell Mic to meet them under the tree where they ate their ice creams earlier.

Meanwhile, Mic was enjoying an act where a monkey was riding a beautiful, white horse. The horse galloped fast around the circus ring with the monkey on its back and white mice on their heads. He was quite sad to read the message because he was looking forward for another act by the monkey and the horse.

Mic went outside and ran to the place where his friends were waiting for him. Pete told Mic and Safora about the suspect and why he and Reen rushed inside the circus tent without waiting for Safora and Mic.

They met Pete’s father who was still seating on the bench. He was reading another sports newspaper when he saw them coming. He bought them tasty burgers with crispy fries for lunch and they had more ice creams before they left the fair.

Pete’s father drove them back home and as he stopped his car in front of Mic’s house, Mic’s father invited him in. The children went to Mic’s room to discuss about the mystery. They listed out the clues and suspects in their note books and realised that they still need much more clues to solve the mystery.

>>> To Be Continued <<<

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 4: Suspects)

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As Pete and Reen was approaching the man, suddenly a fat, dark haired man came out of nowhere and tried to snatch the huge piece of flat wood from him. It was something like watching a dramatic crime scene in a movie as they witnessed the fat, dark haired man chasing a tall man who was carrying a very huge piece of flat wood. The tall man ran towards the beach followed by the fat, dark haired man.

It was amazing how fast the tall man could run while carrying the huge, flat wood on his back. The fat, dark haired man could not chase him for he was too exhausted as he was too heavy. As soon as he reached his truck, the tall man put the huge flat wood into the back of his truck and drove away. The fat man hopped on a motorcycle and followed him.

Reen and Pete ran after him as fast as they could, but the motorcycle was too fast for them to catch up. They sat down on a bench drinking a bottle of water while thinking of what else they should do. They waited for a few minutes, hoping the man would come back so that they could interview them.

“So the mystery of this missing door is not yet solved,” said Pete. “There’s too much things to do, too many questions to be answered and too little clues to answer the questions. But at least we have our first suspect who looks kind of nice, but nervous when we tried to talk to him. What do you think, Reen? Could he be the one who stole the door?” And before Reen could say anything, Pete continued, “Come on Reen, let’s go and search for Safora and Mic.”

And so off they went, leaving the bench behind them as they searched for their friends. On their way, they met a very suspicious looking man and they tried to interviewed him.

Pete whispered, “Reen, I’ll try to talk to him and ask him a few question. Please do not say anything about us trying to look for the person who stole Miss Nyla’s door.”

“Hello, sir. How are you? We are making some research about doors. Can we ask you some questions, please? The first question is, what do you like about doors?” asked Pete as they approached the man. He was tall and thin with straight, brown hair.

“Doors?” asked the man. “Doors are very nice, they could keep our house away save from burglars.”

“Do you know how to take out a door from its frame?” asked Reen.

“Stealing a door?” he asked. ‘Why must anybody steal a door? That is a weird thing to do,” continued the man as he quickly walked away saying, “It’s getting late, I have to catch the train and I think it’s time for both of you to go home.”

“He looks very suspicious,” whispered Pete to Reen after the man had walked away from them. “And he mentioned about stealing when we did not say anything about it.”

Suddenly they saw the first suspect walking not far from where they were standing. They ran to him, hoping to ask him a few questions. He seemed to be talking on the phone to someone. As they almost reached him, he turned away, ran to his truck and drove away. Pete and Reen went running home to tell the other members of PeforaMeen Solvers about their interesting adventure that evening.

>>> To be continued <<<

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The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 3: A Man With A Door)

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Reen went inside his house and ran to the kitchen. He drank a glass of water, and as he was just about to go out, he heard some scratching noises at the door.

He rushed to the door and as he grabbed the door knob to open the door, it fell down with a big thump at his feet. Reen was so surprised! He looked around him. He could not see anyone but he saw some footprints on the ground near the door. They were the same as the footprints that they saw at Miss Nyla’s earlier!

He stood there thinking and a few minutes later, he called his smart pet cat, Reena to guard the place. The cat sat down, licking its paw and looked around him.

Reen ran upstairs to tell his father about what had just happened.  And down they went to the front door where Reen’s smart pet cat Reena was guarding the door. Reen’s father took out his mobile phone and called the police.

Meanwhile, Reen went out running to the beach hoping to find Pete over there. And there he was! Reen ran excitedly toward Pete that he tripped over a root of a big tree and fell down to the ground.

A man came over and he helped Reen up. He was carrying a big piece of heavy, flat, fine brown wood wrapped in plastic over his head and he put it down as he help Reen up.

“Thank you, sir,” said Reen.

The man turned away, picked up the heavy, flat wood and hurriedly walked away without saying anything. Reen started running towards Pete and suddenly he stopped. He just remembered that the man was carrying a big piece of flat wood, sized like a door.

“A door?” asked Reen aloud.

Then he saw the familiar footprints. they were like the ones that he saw at his house and at Miss Nyla’s. He ran to Pete and told him the news.

“Are you sure?” asked Pete. “Perhaps the man ran away because you’re wearing the PeforaMeen uniform today,” continued Pete. “What colour are his eyes and how does he look like, Reen?”

“I don’t know,” answered Reen sadly. “Anyway I saw his footprints and they were the same as the ones we saw at Miss’s Nyla’s house.”

Reen went on to tell Pete about what happened at his house. Pete was really surprised to hear the news.

“Can you remember anything about the man? The colour of his shirt and things like that?” asked Pete.

“As I have told you, I can’t remember anything about how he looks like,” said Reen. “But I remember what he’s wearing. It’s a nice rainbow coloured t-shirt with a picture of a bull. He wore a light grey jeans with buttoned pockets and brown shoes. Do you think that he is the one who stole Miss Nyla’s door?

“I don’t know,” Pete answered, “But we have to investigate. Maybe we’ll go around and see if we can find him.”

They went to the mini market near the beach but there were no customers inside. But as they were walking away, Reen saw the man.

He whispered, “Pete, can you see the man who is carrying the big, flat thing over his head, over there? I guess he’s the man we are looking for.”

The man looked nervous and as the two boys approached him, something very unexpected happened in front of Pete’s and Reen’s eye.

To be continued …

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The Tale Of The Sheriff And The Boy

A boy rode a horse across the desert with a small bag in his hand. A sheriff rushed past the trotting horse wondering what he ate for dinner on Wednesday last weekend. Suddenly he remembered something. He turned around and ran towards the boy.

The boy saw the sheriff coming and he quickly brushed his teeth and rode towards Las Vegas. The Sheriff whistled and down came a falcon which belonged to his good friend, Mr. Black Blun. He climbed up onto the falcon and commanded Black to follow the boy to Las Vegas.

Meanwhile on the falcon, the sheriff took out a tiny bag and pulled out a toothbrush and a cute, little tube of clove flavoured toothpaste and start brushing his teeth. Black ate lemons one after another until at last, they arrived at their destination. The sheriff jumped down of the falcon with Black and the falcon flew away tearing a billboard sign.

“Oh,” said Black. “There goes my falcon. Oh well, why are we here, Sheriff?”

The Sheriff answered, “I want to meet that boy. He’s now in one of those crowds that are brushing their teeth facing a mirror while closing their eyes and lying down on the floor. They brush their teeth for an hour every week on Wednesday.”

The two men walked around the place and found four groups of people who were brushing their teeth facing a mirror while closing their eyes and lying down on the floor. The sheriff spotted the boy and he quickly ran towards him but the leader of the group who was also brushing his teeth at the time, ran towards the sheriff to offer him a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste.

Anyway, the sheriff could not understand what he was saying because he could only mumble, for his mouth was full of toothpaste. The sheriff thought he was trying to sell some tooth brushing set, so he pushed the guy away and ran towards the boy.  Just as the Sheriff was about to reach the boy, everyone got up and ran towards him to where the sinks were to clean their mouth. They collided with the Sheriff and the sheriff tumbled down onto the floor.

The Sheriff got up but two men ran into him and he fell down again. As he got up again, some children who came out of nowhere came running and bumped into him. Then he got up and ran quickly without looking where he was going and he slipped over some slippery toothpaste that spilled all over the floor. He got up again and slipped over that the toothpaste again, and again, and again until the children came back running towards him. He rolled aside and ran away while the children disappeared into some sort of tent.

The Sheriff then went inside the tent to see what was happening. Then, as he was about to push away the velvet curtain at the tent’s entrance, a large motorcycle flew over his head, almost knocking it off. The Sheriff ran to the rider who looked like a Chinese man and he hugged the rider tightly till he was almost chocked.

“My brother!” the sheriff exclaimed excitedly. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. The last time we met was when you joined the police force.”

“Hi, there, big brother!” said the sheriff’s brother with a big smile. “How have you been? It’s really nice to see you again”, continued his brother.

But the sheriff had no time to answer as at that very moment, the boy he was looking for ran in front of him. He ran after the boy and he caught the boy’s sleeves but the boy turned out to be someone else. It was the man who offered the Sheriff a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste before he was knocked down to the floor. The sheriff quickly ran away before the man. who was still holding a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste in his hands, could say anything and bumped into another boy. It was the boy he was chasing!

The boy was holding some drumsticks and he started a parade followed by more and more people marching behind him, singing all sort of national anthems. First they sang the Uruguay’s national anthem, then Spain’s, after that they sang Germany’s national anthem, next followed by China’s, and last of all, they sang the Russian national anthem.

They sang so loudly that they did not need any microphone. The sheriff decided to join the parade so he could catch up with the boy. But trying as hard as he could, he failed to move near to the boy even after they repeated singing the national anthems six times over and over again.

Then, the sheriff decided to look for a lasso. He saw one on the floor and he took it up. He started to spin it, but as he spun it at full speed, he started to dance to the beat of a song played somewhere. Only then he found out that it was a musical lasso that will make people dance when they spin it. So he let go of the spinning lasso and went to a magic show.

He volunteered in a magic trick. In that trick, he became inflatable and flew up into the air. After enjoying flying in the air, he pressed a special button and slowly he grew smaller and smaller until he was on the ground again.

He continued searching for the boy until all of a sudden, the boy ran towards him. The boy gave him a bright brown hat with wings on it, and the wings started to flap.

The sheriff smiled happily, “Thanks, boy. This hat is awesome! I was looking for you all over the place to ask about this special hat that I ordered last week. Now here’s the money. Bye, see you later!”

>>>The End<<<

Tales From Calovinia, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim

Chapter 1 – An Attack

It was a glorious day in Calovinia. All the flowers were blooming and all the birds are singing in the gardens around the beautiful castle. King Ali of Calovinia was having a happy time talking to King Gampore from the country of Arguay. But soon, an attack by their enemy, Cinra disturbed their private gathering.

Their ally, Torky came to help the Calovinians and together they fought the enemy but they almost lost to the very powerful Cinra. Torky sent more armies and at last they won the battle. The King of Torky ordered his infantry units named the Janissaries to attack Jupron because it was the King of Jupron who made the plan for Cinra to attack Calovinia.

In Jupron’s fort, a Jupron spy came back from Calovinia, telling the news of the incoming attack to his leader. The Jupron army leader, Date Masamone commanded his armies to prepare and sent a cavalry archer to see if the Torky’s armies had arrived.

As the cavalry rode out from the fort looking out for the enemy, he was almost shot by Torky’s Janissaries. Immediately he rode back to the fort with the bad news. He jumped from his horse and ran to tell the Date that armies from Torky were already there.

Date Masamone commanded, “One hundred skirmishers, attack now!” and off went the hundred skirmishers to the battle ground. They attacked the Janissaries but the Janissaries were too strong for them and they were defeated in no time. Jupron sent more and more armies and at the same time a big reinforcements from Torky reached the battle field .

The Juprons fought and fought until most all of their soldiers at the battle field were killed. The Date did not give up, he sent more and more armies. But the Janissaries were too strong for the Juprons. Then Date Masamone sent  out all of their archers. They almost won the battle but as a new reinforcements from Torky reached the battle field, the Torky won the battle.

The King of Torky was very happy to hear the good news. He had defeated all of his enemy except Cinra. But the King of Torky was a very wise man. He knew that he could not be really sure that there was no other enemy except Cinra because anyone could turn into an enemy in just a blink of an eye.

To be continued …

Visla The Cat, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim (Part 3)

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Visla was proud of her new friend. She thanked the cat for helping her. Ahmad came out to check what had happened. He saw Visla’s new friend chasing the mean black cat away. Ahmad took out some milk for Visla and its new friend and played with them.

A few weeks later, Karim went out station to Kedah. Karim took Ahmad along with him. Karim’s eldest daughter, Aiman was on holidays, so she was assigned to take care of the cats. Aiman loved the cats too but Visla missed Ahmad. Visla was very lonely and felt all alone without its friend, Ahmad.

On the day Ahmad came home, Visla was not around the house. Everybody searched for Visla but could not find it. Ahmad searched around the neighbourhood and at last he saw Visla sitting on the roof of his house. He asked his father for a ladder but the ladder was not high enough to reach the roof. Ahmad called Visla down, holding a cup of milk, but Visla was too frightened to come down.

Then it started to rain, and Ahmad was really worried about Visla. He tried to think of the best way to help Visla to come down from the roof. Ahmad knew that Visla loved its kittens very much, so he took one of the kittens from their box and held it up toward the roof so that Visla could see the kitten and hear its meow. The kitten meowed but Visla did not even move from where it sat.

Ahmad took the kitten back to its box. All of the kittens were meowing calling for their mother. “They must be very hungry,” thought Ahmad. Ahmad was about to go to the fridge to get some milk for the kittens when he heard a sweet meow from behind him. It was Visla! Brushing her head at the door, Visla meowed at Ahmad happily. Visla then jumped into its box and licked its kittens. Ahmad was happy to see Visla again, and so did the kittens. And Visla was very happy to see Ahmad too.

~~ The End ~~

Visla The Cat, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim (Part 2)

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After a few months, things was much better for Visla at the new neighbourhood. Visla became friends with all the nice cats, Kompa, Vantol, Sinta, Arda and Tankra. They even managed to chase away the bad cats from the neighbourhood.

Karim and his children would play with the cats everyday. One fine day Visla had its first six kittens, Stripsla, Gamfna, Kalarta, Softna, Ivosale and Kontv. Visla was a very good mother. It took good care of the kittens and guarded them from the other cats. But actually Ahmad was the one who guarded the kittens more seriously than Visla.

One afternoon, Visla went out for a walk, leaving the little kittens in their box. After a while Visla reached a house that seemed to be empty. Visla walked in and saw empty rooms after empty rooms in the quiet house. It was a huge house with lots and lots of big rooms. Visla continued to  explore the house until suddenly it saw a shadow.  Visla was very scared and was about to run away when it saw a grey cat at the door.

The cat lived in the house. It was a very nice and kind cat. The cat invited Visla to stay in the house for a few days. Visla liked the idea of an adventure at a new place but Visla was worried about its kittens. Visla was scared if the cat would eat its kittens.

Anyway, on the way home to Karim’s house, Visla made the decision to spend a few nights at the huge house. Ahmad was hanging the clothes in the backyard when Visla started to move her kittens to the huge house. Ahmad wondered what was Visla doing. He soon found out that Visla had moved to another place.

Ahmad was very sad. He thought that Vista moved away because it was upset that he played with the kittens too often. The next day, Ahmad stood at the kitchen door. He thought about Visla and the cute and lovely kittens; wondering where were they and if they were alright. 

Then he saw Visla walking towards to his house. Ahmad was happy and he rushed to the fridge to get some milk for Vista. He took out the milk and found out that Visla had moved all of its kittens back to his house. So Ahmad played with Visla and its kittens.

Moments after Ahmad went back into the house, a huge ferocious, black cat came into the backyard and drank Visla’s milk. Visla’s friends tried to help but the mean big cat chased them away. Visla bravely attacked the big cat. At that moment, Visla’s new friend from the huge, empty house arrived. It was a very brave and strong cat and it helped Visla to chase the mean cat away.

To be continued…

Visla The Cat, A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim

One rainy day, a man named Karim went out of his house wearing his raincoat. He ran to his car and drove to a nearby supermarket. On the way, he saw a wet, peach coloured little kitten crouching down in the middle of the road. He stopped his car by the roadside and went out to save the frightened little kitten before it was hit by a car.

He then took the kitten home. He dried the kitten and gave it some milk. After it had stopped raining, Karim let the kitten go home to it’s family. Anyway the next day, the kitten went back to Karim’s house. Karim’s children played with the cute kitten and named it Jaharta. Jaharta became their pet and they loved it very, very much.

Years later, Karim’s kids were already teenagers and the eldest was off to the university. Jaharta had kids, Kalok, Visla, Untah and Nathuz. Kalok loved to go inside the house, Visla liked to stay outside, Untah explored the neighbourhood a lot and Nathuz would explore inside Karim’s house whenever it had the chance.

One fine day, Karim moved to another house. All of the cats but Visla did not want to get inside the car with Karim’s family. So, only Visla moved to Karim’s new house. Visla loved Karim’s new home but a lot of the cats in the neighbourhood did not like Visla around. Anyway there are a few that became friends with Visla.

So the two groups of cats always fought whenever they met. Karim’s son, Ahmad always went out to stop the fights and chased the other cats away from their backyard.

To be continued…

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