All the persuasion by his friends failed to make him participate in a jungle picnic. He looked petrified, and his wife insisted that he be left alone. The friends decided to take him to a counsellor later.
Nobody realized that he was consumed by guilt. It was a crime committed in the first flush of youth. He finished college, found a job and married a beautiful girl.
But, those two eyes never stopped peering at him from the woods. Those two eyes spewed fire, and swore revenge. He did not know if those two eyes were dead or alive.
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When consumed by guilt, nothing friendly peers out of the jungle. A deep take on the prompt, Reena.
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Thanks, Charli!
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Whew, this is lit! Well done!
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Thank you so much!
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Great take.
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Thanks!
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