Writing

In a strange Land

‘Thud..’ The house landed somewhere. Dorothy opened her eyes. She looked out.

“Oh! the storm has gone.”

She came out with Tatto.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.Birds chirped. “Where are we now?” She wondered.Totto sniffed around.

He looked at Dorothy,puzzled.

Dorothy was some strange people coming towards them. They were smaller than Dorothy, bigger than Totto. They were hats with tiny bells.Totto barked at them.

“Clam down,Totto,” Dorothy patted him.

“Hi little girl! We are Munchkins Welcome to our land. We are so happy today.You saved us,” they said. Dorothy was confused.

The Hero

“You are our hero.You killed the cruel witch,” a young Munchkin said.

“Oh ! No ! I’ve never killed anyone.” Dorothy cried out. Not you, but your house. You landed your house on the wicked witch . She died, said an old Munchkin

Is it so? Dorothy was shocked.

Yes,we were her slaves. You set us free.Let’s celebrate our freedom They began to dance.

Join us,the old Munchkin invited Dorothy.

Thanks,but..please help us go back to our village.She said “Sorry, we can’t. But surely the Wizard of Oz can help you .”

“Wizard of Oz ? Who is he ?” Asked Dorothy.

He is powerful magician who can work wonders.” The old Munchkin replied.

Dorothy smiled.

She walked with Tatto to meet the wizard of Oz..