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018 creative sparks                   a collection of creative writing by EPTS  019




 screaming loudly, calling each other by   separate me from my mother, you hurt   the environment always sees you as an   seedlings that become shady trees, and
 name and running fast to a safe place.   innocent people, you are controlling the   important thing,” says full of morals   he  becomes  the  most  beautiful
 A storm is slowly moving closer and   game, may I leave the game? I don’t   cactus.  snowflake in the world! During his
 closer. As it gets closer, the buildings   want to live anymore.” The tiny drop of   “I’m an ugly trouble maker! I   precious time, he never forgets his
 get  destroyed  and  the  debris  is                water speaks in a shaking voice.  shouldn’t be born! I am afraid to say I   mother.
 attracted to the centre of the storm. The   “How can you say that? Take back   want  to  die  because  even  if  I  die,       As he grows up, one day he returns
 storm is getting bigger and bigger so   your words. I can slap you on your face   nothing is going to change. I’m just a   to the warm hug of his mother. He tells
 that no one can wander anymore.  for consciousness now!” An unwanted   tiny drop of water that doesn’t bring any   her what he has seen, where he has
 “I wish my mother were here so she   sound speaks amidst the emptiness.  benefits but causes only trouble and   been, and who he has met. His mother
 could make me safe and protect me.   The drop of water opens his eyes   problems,”  the  drop  of  water  says   listens carefully and is proud of him.
 She is the strongest and the bravest   again to look for the source of the voice.   sadly.  From a cowardly and tiny drop of water
 one. I don’t want people to get hurt or   And he finds himself in the loneliness   “No, No! If you see the world from   he becomes useful and precious for
 to destroy anyone anymore. But I cannot   of a dry and sunny environment. “I don’t   many sides, you will realize how many   others.
 control myself. I’m just a tiny and        know where I am. Why do the plants   people need you. You help people to be   “My sweetheart, you are just like a
 useless drop of water. I don’t think I can   look so strange and withered and why   alive. You help plants to keep growing,   human. You are one of the thousands of
 stop this.” The tiny drop of water speaks   do they seem to be nearly dead, unlike   and you keep the environment being   millions of people around the world.
 while his eyes still focus on people   where I come from? In contrast to my   the environment. You are not ugly at all.   Everyone has their own duty. All of you
 asking for help and suffering from the   mother, she is a big and shady tree I   The world is wider than you know. You   have to do your best. You cannot change
 things that he is taking part in. The tiny   have ever seen, the strongest and the   can also be a snowflake! As beautiful   the world, but the world will change if
 drop of water cries and cries as the   bravest one,” the tiny drop of water says   as you want!” the cactus says.  you change your attitude. To spend
 storm starts, flooding and wiping out   proudly.  “As beautiful as I want?!?” He gets   another day doing nothing is a day
 the  happiness  of  the  city,  until  it       “It’s  me,  my  dear,  I’m  standing   interested in what the cactus says.  wasted. I will always be here if you need
 weakens down and stops.   here!” someone says behind the drop.  “Yes! For sure! But for now you   help. Always remind yourself that you
 “All of those depressing pictures   “Oh! You are a cactus! Did you hear   have to continue your adventure! An   are not walking alone, my sweetheart,”
 are still in my mind. The sounds of   what  I  said  before?”  he  asks                 endless summer is coming! Take care   says his mum.
 people screaming are echoing in my   quizzically.  of yourself and do your best in every   The tiny drop of water is beaming
 ears. My brain orders my eyes to close   “Yes! All of it! You shouldn’t think   way!” The cactus cheers him up.  with happiness.
 and not to open again… I don’t want to   like that! It’s not your fault. Everyone   The tiny drop of water continues his
 perceive anything on earth anymore. It   has their own duty and job. I have mine;   journey, following the water cycle. He
 is full of cruelty that God has made to   you have yours. Even if you see yourself   does his duty as best as he can. He
 tease us. God, oh my beloved God, you   as a useless drop of water, everyone in   helps people who lack water. He grows
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