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Poetry / Story Writing Contest
கதை / கவிதைப் போட்டி
In English and Tamil

Shruthi Shree - India

Entry No: 


English Story

One balloon
One Sunday afternoon, Low lights, beep sounds, IV Solutions, People crying, curtains swishing, Screaming sounds, All of this in one place. A hospital.
In middle of these things a doctor is speaking to a family.
Dear MR. Stone. You would find this hard to hear, but your daughter is diagnosed with leukemia. What I am going to tell you now is going to be a lot harder than what you had heard. Your daughter is going to be living for only a few more months. We will give whatever treatment we can give, but she will live for only few months despite even given high-class treatment.

It is going to be hard for our family. We are going to lose our Jennie soon, there will be someone who can cheer her up now. Our Jennie is young to die!
Hi am the clown of the hospital! Let me show the tricks I learnt.
The clown was engaging Jennie and making her happy. Soon Jennie recovered from leukemia.
The clown was an old lady who lost her child with cancer because of the lacking treatment and no money with her so she is helping other children to recover from cancer.
But as time went once the clown herself got sick. She was too old and weak to handle and fight the disease which caught her.
Jennie was now an adult. She knew about the clown who helped her to recover from cancer.
She visited the clown and talked with her held her hands. With the positive love passing through her hands the clown happily left her life and attained peace forever with love.

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