Creative Writing

At the stroke of midnight Varun felt that someone was in his room. He opened his eyes a crack and felt the curtain move. He hugged his blanket closer to him as he heard the gong of the grandfather clock in the hallway. “Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!Gong!” It was strange that this should wake him up because it… Read more