Oracle Ferguson

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“Indescribable Desire” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #92

On Wednesday afternoon, while all eyes were on that first ray of light shooting from the hidden sun, which seemed to take darkness away, I had already reached the end of my journey. It was never meant to be, I thought, or gave a bit of consolation, as I boarded the train. I was studying arts, and had a promising chance to go to college. But no one understood me, I was weird, a freak to my classmates. Most of the days all I did was to sit silently, brooding, lamenting but never uttering a word of protest perhaps if I had the courage to speak ...

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“THE ART OF LYING” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #76

"It is in fact the easiest thing to do," Freddy stated, as he tried to explain his difficulty in understanding how a person could not lie.Frederick Douglass or as commonly termed among his friends— Freddy, the Flawless,— has been rather a pioneer himself at lying; telling every bit of absurd thing without even raising a single brow. People seem to have believed everything he said to be the truth, whereas poor Joe here, being an utter failure in the "art of lying", as they put it, made a complete fool of himself everytime he tried to do it or...

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“An Evening in a Waiting Room” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #49

I am an annual traveller; we have heard several times- travelling is the best way for one to learn the various cultures of this planet, thus each year we pack our bags to be proved exactly the opposite. Every year, at least I have observed that though our looks may differ yet somehow we are all similarly crack-headed. Our lives are equally based on humour and tragedy which balances our lives justifiably. If observed minutely, the fun and folly of a day can make our lives joyous even in our hardships. One such hilarious occasion happened to m...

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“Learning to Change” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #45

"Factually speaking, people are naturally drawn towards the belief that they have been taught to believe, mostly we cannot form our own opinions about what is right and what is wrong.""It is true but how can we, the normal, powerless people be able to make ourselves be heard? Who would listen to our opinions?" asked Robert, curiously, trying to sip in every bit of the knowledge the Sage of the Town had in store."It is important to first form an opinion, Child, before thinking of preaching it. If you don't believe in what to think, what would...

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“Three Bullets” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #44

The world was slowly adapting to the present changes, sounds of bullets and bombardments instead of birds, the smell of gunpowder instead of flowers and the echoes of the sobbing families, whose husband, son, brother or father had recently lost their lives in the frontlines, filled the atmosphere. The “Great War” as it was dubbed, had been continuing for over two years and no one knew when it would end.One day after the weekly meeting in the Town Hall, discussing the necessities of helping the families in these times and preaching how the so...

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“The Happy Rabbit and Her Unusual Friends” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #41

Once upon a time there was born a beautiful little rabbit with the brightest of smiles. Her smile was praised by beings of Heaven and Earth. The little rabbit in the warm embrace of her dear mother always smiled and cooed. Soon all the rabbits grew jealous of her and her smile. "What is in her smile that makes everyone love that little rabbit?" said one jealous rabbit one day. "I'll see why that rabbit is so happy all the time." The jealous rabbit hopped in the burrow pretending to be a friend. "Why, little rabbit! you have such a sweet...

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“The Hidden Clue” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #37

Harriet was sitting on the wooden chair and reading the article about the recent progress with the missing necklace, when a knock on the door started her."Harriet Dickens?" asked a young woman, entering the office.Harriet nodded and bade the woman to sit in the chair before her. Her face looked familiar and Harriet strained her memory to recollect where she had seen her."I am—”"Mrs. Linton," completed Harriet before she could introduce herself. "Of course, I remember seeing you last year at your house. What brought you to my office?""Please,...

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“Faith and Jealousy” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #36

1949April-"Write your thoughts, it will reduce your insomnia," said the doctor. Then each month they will read and report my progress. They said it will help learn what goes inside my head. I have been imprisoned for a crime I never committed. My trial has been continuing for years and they believe writing my thoughts would help me. They don't understand nor will they ever do so.September-I was scolded by the doctor for not being a regular diary keeper. I still wonder what should I put on these papers that shall provide me the freedom I've b...

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“Through the Eyes of an Observer” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #36

July 17th-It is often heard that keeping journals helps the mind focus on some particular thought. I was thus interested to start with this intriguing piece of writing exercise as soon as possible. Thus I make my first journal entry."Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow."- Helen KellerI came across this wonderful quote today. It left me admiring it's depths. How true it is that we as human beings tend to focus on our darkness more than the light that gives us hope. Unknowingly, we hinge ourselves on that very point whic...

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“The Fate of Curiosity” by Oracle Ferguson

Submitted to Contest #34

"Can you believe, Gerald? Ms. Norris!" said Sally to her husband, while he continued to intently read the headlines. "Kidnapped not even two blocks away from our house. That could easily have been us. What do you think?"There was no response. Once he looked at Sally but again went onto reading the paper. He was reading that same article over and over again."It's shocking news for today," she said, shaking her head. She stood up to go to the basement."Where are you going?” said Gerald, looking dried."To do the laundry. Don't worry. Lucy will ...

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