Write a short story in 250 words
title:The knock at the door

Answer and Explanation:

The knock at the door

Nicolas lived in a magic cabin, but he obviously did not know about it. He had bought this cabin when he decided to escape his tragically busy and stressful life in the city. Nicolas left behind bosses and deadlines, traded it all for fresh air, sweet berries, chirping birds, and gurgling creeks.

After a couple of months, he was healthier, stronger and happier than he had ever been. He even looked younger! One night, as he sat in front of the fireplace, he wished he had someone with whom he could share this simple but happy life. Too bad he had never gotten married.  

The knock at the door surprised him, and he stood still for a moment. When he finally opened the door, he met Denise, a hiker who had gotten lost. His cabin was a blessing, she said, a sight for sore eyes after roaming in the dark for hours. Needless to say they got married after 6 months.

The same thing happened again when Nicolas wished for a baby. He and his wife could not conceive, but once he wished for it, there came the knock at the door once more. And there it was - a beautiful, healthy baby, just waiting to be adopted. But it still took him a couple more wishes to realize what the cabin was doing.

Nicolas kept on living his simple and happy life. He never told his wife and child of the cabin’s power, though. He was afraid they might grow ambitious and wish for more than they needed. And that would be a shame, for having more than one needs is the recipe for misery.

explanation:

the silver bells of the sleds are merry and keep time in the winter nights while the sky twinkles happily. the golden bells of weddings are delightful in their peaceful happiness, foretelling a rapturous future. meanwhile, the brazen alarm bells scream frightfully in the night, with a discordant and desperate sound. in their clamor, these bells convey terror, horror, and anger. finally, the iron bells are solemn and melancholy, while those in the church steeple are like ghouls who feel happiness. the king of the ghouls, who rings the bells, cheerfully keeps time with the moaning and groaning bells.