I picked up a stone and threw it How terrible that was. I picked up a stone and I threw it somewhere. Guess what? No one got hurt. But I disturbed a silent swap. There must have been a creature resting there. I heard a distant roar. I ran away while the people around laughed at me. Why did I do that? Someone seemed to have whispered that I pick that particular stone and throw it at a distance. Who could be that whisperer? Perhaps, they are enemies, the whisperer and the one resting in the swap. Perhaps, they are friends. One trying to annoy the other. I do not know. I just felt afraid moving at the moment. I called in the clown to make me laugh hard. I may be able to shake off, the fear from the recent encounter. It suddenly got sunnier, I was transported to another scene. But the stone, I saw earlier, got transported to the new scene as well. I braced myself to be still lest the whisperer does the same. It was sunnier this time anyway as compared to the previous scene so I became braver. I looked around and instead of a swamp, I saw a dry piece of land. I was ignoring the possible relation of the two to the stone and swamp in the previous scene. I was relaxing when suddenly the piece of land bulged and came out something horrible. Out of horror, I screamed and woke up to the kids playing hide and seek around where I was sleeping. I scolded them and told them to never do that again. I think my thought of stone has been triggered by what they were throwing at each other. Kidding! Just a work of fiction. But seriously, don't throw stones at anyone. You will only not get someone hurt but you will be responsible too.
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