AI CREATED STORIES WITH ILLUSTRATION (ONLINE ACTIVITY)
THE PHONECALL NIGHTMARE |
STORY CREATED BY: BIRAJ KUMAR ROUL CLASS X B
STORY PROMPT:AI Prompt:-Every phone call at midnight brings a new nightmare.
"You're going to regret the things you did," the voice on the other end hissed.
Sarah's heart raced as she tried to trace the call, but the number was always blocked. She tried to brush it off as a prank, but the nightmares began soon after.
In her dreams, she saw herself surrounded by dark shadows, chased by faceless figures with glowing eyes. Each night, the nightmares grew more vivid, more terrifying.
One night, she received another call at midnight. This time, the voice was louder, more urgent.
"You have to stop them," it whispered. "They're coming for you."
Sarah woke up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she had to find out who was behind these calls, these nightmares. She started to investigate, to dig into her own past, hoping to find some clue.
As she delved deeper, she discovered a hidden truth about her own life, a secret that had been kept from her for years. And with that knowledge, the nightmares stopped. The calls ceased.
But the memory of those sleepless nights, the fear and the uncertainty, remained. And every time the clock struck twelve, Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched, that the nightmares were waiting for her, just beneath the surface.
GRANDMA STORY CREATED BY: BIRAJ KUMAR ROUL CLASS X B STORY PROMPT:AI Prompt:- "Grandma joins secret mafia." |
Grandma always seemed like such a sweet, innocent old lady. No one suspected that she was secretly a high-ranking member of the mafia. But one day, her grandson stumbled upon a mysterious letter in her attic that changed everything.
The letter was addressed to "Mama" and contained cryptic instructions about a meeting at the "old warehouse" that night. The grandson was both shocked and intrigued - he had always been told that his grandma was a kind, gentle soul who spent her days knitting and baking.
That night, the grandson decided to follow his grandma to the meeting, determined to uncover the truth about her secret life. He tracked her to the old warehouse on the outskirts of town, where he watched from a distance as she entered the building.
Inside, he saw his grandma sitting at a table with a group of rough-looking men, all of whom seemed to be in their 50s and 60s. They were smoking cigars and drinking whiskey, and they all seemed to be addressing her with a mixture of respect and fear.
As the grandson listened in stunned silence, his grandma began to speak, her voice firm and commanding. She was giving orders, it seemed, and the men were all nodding their heads in agreement.
Suddenly, one of the men noticed the grandson hiding in the shadows. "Who's this?" he growled, his hand reaching for his gun.
The grandson stepped forward, his heart pounding. "I'm her grandson," he said, pointing to his grandma. "I saw her leave and I wanted to know what was going on."
The men looked at each other nervously, and then back at the grandma. "This is the one," one of them said. "She's been grooming him for years, preparing him to take over the family business."
The grandma smiled, a wicked glint in her eye. "You've met my grandson," she said. "Now, let's get down to business."
And with that, the meeting began, the grandson listening in stunned silence as his grandma and her associates discussed their latest schemes and plans for the future. He had never suspected that his sweet, innocent grandma was at the center of such a dangerous and powerful criminal organization. But now, he knew the truth, and he knew that he would never be able to look at her the same way again.
A GIRL NAMED ELLARA |
STORY CREATED BY: MANAS JOSHI CLASS X B
STORY PROMPT:set out to break the curse that's followed your family for generations.
The Curse of the Ancient Woods
For as long as anyone could remember, the family of Elara had been plagued by a curse that had been placed upon them by a powerful sorcerer. The sorcerer, angered by a past transgression, had cast a spell that would haunt the family for generations to come.
The curse had manifested in different ways over the years, causing misfortune and tragedy to befall the family at every turn. Some had lost their lives in accidents, while others had been struck by illnesses that no amount of medicine could cure. The family had tried everything to break the curse, from performing rituals and sacrifices to seeking out the help of powerful wizards, but nothing seemed to work.
Elara, the latest descendant of the cursed family, had grown tired of living under the shadow of the curse. She had heard stories of her ancestors' bravery and determination, and she knew that she had to do something to break the curse once and for all.
She set out on a journey to find the source of the curse and put an end to it. She packed her bags, said goodbye to her family, and set off into the ancient woods that surrounded her village. The woods were said to be the place where the sorcerer had cast the curse, and Elara hoped that she would find some clue there that would lead her to a solution.
As she walked deeper into the woods, the air grew colder and the trees grew taller. Elara could feel the weight of the curse pressing down upon her, but she refused to give up. She searched high and low, following any lead she could find, but the more she searched, the more she felt like she was getting nowhere.
Just when she was about to give up, Elara stumbled upon a clearing in the woods. In the center of the clearing stood an ancient tree, its branches twisted and gnarled with age. Carved into the trunk of the tree was a message, written in a language that Elara could not understand.
She approached the tree and ran her hand over the carving, trying to decipher the message. As she did so, the tree began to glow with a soft, golden light. The light grew brighter and brighter, until Elara was surrounded by a warm, pulsing glow.
Suddenly, the curse was lifted, and Elara felt a sense of peace and freedom that she had never known before. She realized that the tree had been the source of the curse all along, and that the message carved into its trunk had been the key to breaking it.
With the curse gone, Elara returned to her village a hero. She had broken the curse that had haunted her family for generations, and she had done it all on her own. From that day on, the family of Elara lived in peace and prosperity, free from the shadow of the ancient curse.
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