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How I Spent My Last Sunday
Probably, with all the stress from school, homework, projects, assignments and the Board Exams, nothing other than a morning walk can (or at least is said to) relieve you of all your worries. After telling my sister about my stress, she proved to me that she was stereotypical; and forced me to join her for a walk in the nearby forest the next morning; as it was a Sunday.

And of course, just like any other forest, we could hear birds chirping, look and marvel at the chirping birds and insects, the dew settled on the delicate petals of flowers, and all of Mother Nature's gifts, which made me like this place even more. And, after sunrise, we could feel the warm sunlight on our face. Definitely, this was better than my idea of turning into a white-bearded saint in the Himalayas. I felt quite relaxed and I decided to stay here till lunchtime. On moving further, I came across a cave..

" DO NOT ENTER. TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED''. That's what the notice said.
Hmm.. how could a 14 year old be prosecuted? The juvenile court cannot do much for trespassing. I entered it along with my sister, who was just ten months older than me. And we thought that there would be no problem.

Darkness. The word which symbolizes sadness to many. But to me, it symbolized excitement. I got a feeling that something crazy was going to happen on that day. Something. But the cave was so dark!! IT felt as though someone had covered my eyes. The tiny light bulb in my head was turned on! Aha! I have a flashlight! I switched it on. I had forgotten about it due to my excitement, and the pain in my arm because of my sister's clutch. It worked on solar power. It was amazing. My father had got it for me from Japan. However, it had one drawback. It worked only for two hours at a time.

As we walked in further, It felt like deja vu! I was surprised at what I had seen! Two loaded rifles!Okay, why were they here? Are any bad guys around? Goons? Thieves? Hunters? Murderers? Christ! All this

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