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Monday, January 6, 2025

the cursed ball Chapter 2 The battle

 

the cursed ball

Chapter 2

The battle

The soldiers went to see

Some took photos and videos

: An Endowment of Death

The trooper, troubling confronted, brought the ball home,

A prize of war, a horrifying book.

He gave it to his youngsters, an intriguing, kind deed,

Their eyes illuminated with euphoria, a happy seed.

They got insured, they will destroy land

But there was a strong land

Called Gaza

Stayed and will stay for long

Its land gets lions every second

They skipped and they kicked, a joyful pleasure,

The ball, an unusual presence, both dull and brilliant.

A chilling sensation, a shudder down their spine,

As the ball rolled unpredictably, a vindictive sign.

It appeared to have a daily existence, a will of its own,

Resisting their control, a chilling, ghostly tone.

A weird, frigid briskness, radiating from its center,

Making their blood run cold, forevermore.

One game changing night, the ball rolled excessively close,

To the edge of the structure, where risk moved close.

They pursued it wildly, a frantic, frenzied request,

However, the ball, taunting their endeavors, fell quietly.

It evaporated into the murkiness, a chilling, inconspicuous predicament,

Leaving the youngsters shaking, washed in the pale evening glow.

Their dad, concerned, looked to no end,

In any case, the yard underneath, offered no comfort, no addition.

That evening, rest escaped, a torturing refrain,

The youngsters anxious, tormented by the concealed agony.

The dad, tortured, paced the floor in fear,

The picture of the ball, perpetually ahead.

The following morning, the ball returned,

Settled among the deny, a chilling, dull trepidation.

Its surface clammy and cool, an unearthly, chilling sight,

A harbinger of destruction, in the blurring light.

The kids drew nearer, reluctant and slow,

A chilling sensation, as though they definitely knew.

They contacted its surface, a confounding, chilling influence,

Their vision obscured, as though disappearing.

The ball, a malignant power, had started to grab hold,

A chilling hold fixing, a story yet untold.

The youngsters, captured, by a destiny unanticipated,

Were caught in its grip, a chilling, shocking scene.

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