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There are already several similar stories on the Web, but as far as we know this is the only one determined to be the most tragical story in the world!:) You can add one brief chapter to this story by letting the role characters suffer, cry, be unhappy, unfortunated etc. Your imagination is the only limit!

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"The Egyptian Experience"

[chapter 1, intro]
Johnny and Esmeralda were on their honeymoon in Egypt. The sun was shining as they were driving a rented jeep through the endless desert. Miles away from their new home in Holland, and miles away from any Egyptians, except from the native old man in the backseat of the car. They had picked him up just a few minutes ago... 

[chapter 2, by Jack Waddington, UK]
They drove on in their jeep. Johnney, who was driveing, suddenly exclamed 'Esmeralda, look there! Why is a shed in the middle of the desert?'. 'I don't know' said Esmeralda. 'Do you think we should stop and look?'. 'Well,..' Johnney started The man in the back gave a short grunt. Esmeralda looked round. She spoke to the old man in broken Egyption. 'He said he wants off at that shed' she said. 'Well, I suppose that must be where he lives then' said Johney. They drove on towards the small shed. After a few minutes, they stopped to let the man off. He slowley lifted himself out of the small jeep, trying not to stand on all of the cases on the floor. He held his hand up as a sign of thanx. Johnney and Esmeralda both looked round to wave back. A load CRUNCH, followed by a short pop, then a slow fizz made Johhney slam on the brakes. 'YOU IDIOT!!' screamed Esmeralda. 'YOU'VE PUNCTURED BOTH FRONT TIERS!! WERE STUCK HERE!!'. Johnney swore under himself. He could have kicked himself! His honey moon, stuck in the middle of a desert. 'Maybe we could ask the man if he could help us?' said Johnney hopefully.

[chapter 3, by Willy Kringeland, Norway]
The old man had already disappeared into his ramshackle shed. Esmeralda and Johnny looked at each other, and without saying a word, Esmeralda walked towards this poor building. She felt this was a bad day, she wished that they shouldn't have droven this far from their hotel. At the breakfast table she had broken 5 cups while she desperat tried to pour some coffee into her yawning mouth - without getting it right. She should have understood it! The next moment she was standing in front og a sort of an entrance door, carefully knocking to get the old man's attention. Why didn't he open the door? Was he deaf? No - she knew he was not. She knocked harder, and boooo - the next she knew was a loud noise - the shed was faling apart! She - Esmeralda, who couldn't damage a tiny fly, had knocked this old Egyptian's house down! Then - suddenly a tiny... 

[chapter 4, by Brumle Elghorn Skogstierne, Norway]
...squeek from the main door dragged her attention & she saw a big RED NOSE sticking out between the doors, she froze inside when she saw the rest of this UGGLY OLD Creature,just standing there in his underwear who once,maybe thirty years back or so,had been flashy,blenda white,but now had a dark brown & green touch all over it,& the old freak where smelling like a combination of a public-toilet & a sauna in a Gay-bar,& then he did it...He opened his arm`s as he wanted a good warm hug,& as the secounds where ticking by,he altso started to cry with a voice filled with such pain,developed throug decades of Isolation & Grave-digging in the basement,where he just the other day had burried his 42.nd siamese-cat,& now he where desperatly seekin`her for a little comforting & understanding in this times of sadness,but..She couldn`t do it,the smell & apperance of the man where just to much for her,& then he started talking to her,he said:... 

[chapter 5, by Leif-Kristian Vadseth, Norway]
"anyonoe for tennis?" She was about to fall over by these surpisingly words. He continued: "I am to discover the ruins of the famous anxient egypt tennis player Tout-En-Suite. And it was now she said:... 

[chapter 6, by Martin Jahr, Norway]
"Father!! You have not..! You couldn't!" Esmeralda fell to her knees in terrible agony. "NOOO!NOOO! The old git studied her puzzled and surprised. After gaining her self-control, Esmeralda stood up, crying. "You have dug up my beloved father from his grave!" Suddenly, one could see an wildness growing in her eyes, and she moved towards the old, defenseless man. With an mind-ripping shriek she raised her hand and... 

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