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Once I wrote a story in response to Tara's Writing challenge "Story on numbers" taking the ingredients from  The Giant Storymaker.  

I chose number 21 and wrote a story THERE IS NO LOVE WHEN YOU ARE HUNGRY: http://www.myenglishclub.com/profiles/blogs/writing-challenge-story-by-numbers-3

based on the given ingredients of the story:

Character: A man on the run (‘me’)

Place:        A hall of mirrors

Situation:  Falling in love with an stranger

Object:      An empty fridge

HERE IS AN OTHER STORY (Written on the request of a good friend of mine) BASED ON THE SAME INGREDIENTS, (please be noted  'This is my 200th blog'):

THE EMPTY HEART

She was a stranger, I didn’t know her but I used to see her daily going somewhere, which I never tried to know, but I used to watch her.  From others’ eyes she might not me beautiful, but from my eyes because I used to see her from my inner eyes, she was the most beautiful girl on earth. I found that I was falling in love with her………….falling in love with a stranger, very strange, because I have heard the saying that ‘never fall in love with stranger’, but it is not in our hand.  When the time of her leaving the house came I practically ran towards the place just not to miss her glimpse.  If people see me on the rush, they will call me the ‘man on the run’.  Yes I was the man on the run to my love. I began to dream about her. One day I saw her in my dream, she was everywhere around me, I felt that I was in the hall of mirrors, and in every mirror there she was standing laughing, waving kisses with her gestures, calling me to come to her, but when I ran to hold her in my arms all the mirrors were smashed.  It was the time when she used to go.  I again ran towards the spot, but she was not there. I waited for long, then I went to apartment and asked the guard about her. He told me that the family left the apartment last night and went abroad.

There I was standing dejectedly, wishing that I should told her about my feelings for her and she might stay or tell me where she would be found.  I dragged myself to my home, my eyes were damped but my throat was choking.  I went to the fridge to drink some water, but there was nothing in it.  It was empty……………..empty like my heart.