Once upon a time, there lived a little boy named Ibraheem. He lived with his three sisters, Madeeha, Haleema, and Aseelah, who were triplets. His sisters loved him very much, and were very possessive of him. They all lived in a rather unusual land. This place had all sorts of creatures, elves, fairies, and creatures that were very dirty and unclean. They were known as orcs. The location in which the orcs lived in was called Mordor. Ibraheem did not live very far from these bad creatures.

One day, he went for a walk in the Lavender Woods that was near their house. He was having so much fun playing around and watching the birds fly around him, that he did

not realize that it was getting late. He couldn't find his way back. Then, all of a sudden, from behind, a pack of orcs from Mordor threw a sleeping potion at him. Instantly, Ibraheem fell asleep. The horrible creatures took the little boy to their terrible land.

Meanwhile, Madeeha, Haleema, and Aseelah were getting worried, for their sweet little brother had not come home and it was very late. "I hope he isn't in trouble." said Haleema. A minute later, a bird tapped at the window, screeching at the top of its voice, cried out the words "Ibraheem, orcs, trouble!" The triplets grimly looked at each other, knowing that Ibraheem, their precious little brother, would be in big trouble if they did not rescue him quickly. They got all their things ready, they wore armour,

carried swords, bows, and arrows to fight the horrid, evil beings.

Finally, they set off on their way to Mordor, the place were the orcs dwelled. At last they arrived. But they could not get in, for there was a tall, towering, black gate that was locked and bolted on the inside. "How are we going to get in?!" cried Aseelah. The triplets thought for some time, and then, Madeeha cried out "Look! There are slits in the gate that we can use to help us climb up!"

At last, they climbed up the gate, but they could not get down, for there was a group of those foul orcs guarding the entrance. "Wait, let's shoot arrows at them so that we can get down." Madeeha advised her sisters. They shot several arrows at the orcs, killing them at once.

They climbed down and looked around the area.

While the sisters tried to find their way around Mordor, Ibraheem was trapped in a big, smelly room with an iron door that was locked and bolted on the outside. He tried to think of a way to escape the room. He suddenly had an idea. The floor beneath him was not stone, it was only dirt. He could easily tunnel his way out of the room.

Alas, standing there and guarding the room were two, filthy orcs. Now he was really trapped! He decided to wait until they would go away and fight over something. Well, they did not go away. But all was not lost! His sisters had seen the room with the heavy, iron door that was bolted and locked and thought that