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Friday 1 March 2013

It was just a mistake (1)

The story is re-written for many reasons w i figured out that this is going to be a better way to write it. Now bare with me. ra7 a5t9er la7dath. The next few posts may contain things that you've already read, bs 3igobha the story's gonna be continued. Thankyou<3
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   There was once a teenage girl, 17? yup that was her age. Out of all the people out there, out of all her 3 closest siblings, she was different. Ghala was the perfect, prettiest, kindest of them all. did she show it off? nope she didn't. ever! it just wasn't her, it wasn't her kind. She had the biggest white heart anyone could ever own. Every time anyone felt down,  Ghala was the first they could go too. She'd hear them until the end, dry their tears off, hug them tightly, and tell them that everything's just fine. That life and the people in it are nothing but some hard stabbing bitches ..  That one day karma's gonna do its job.

          She had those dazzling hazel eyes, the perfect white skin, and the body of a goddess, She had the brightest smile ever .. She was a dream come true, for every boy in 278 ..

           Ghala was the only child to both her parents, but regardless she made them the happiest of all. rfa3at ras'hom bkl shay; derasat'ha, sha59yat'ha, eslobha, som3at'ha w kil ely kanaw yitmanona. She never let them down in anything. But the problem was that they never made her feel the same way back. They were always busy with work work work and work. Yes she was spoiled and yes she got everything she ever needed. But that wasn't enough. Money, clothes, nannies, drivers, private chalets, motors, brands, tickets? all that didn't matter when a young girl like her had no one else to look up too .. she had no one to guide her .. no one by her side when she was desperately in need of one .. no one except her 3 closest cousins .. Sara, Lamar, and Ghezlan.

         Those 4 girls together were inseparable, They were together since their dippers, together through everything. One thing you need to know is that they spent most of their lives in the chalet. Mo m3a elhaba la2:p but that was the only place that made them happy, the only place they actually had fun in, the only place they ever wanted to go too since they were little, it united them all, made them feel less lonely  made them feel that they were actually accompanied by a family. They actually felt what it was like to share family love. There in k'278, the four of them together.


      One night the four of them were sleeping, in a room that contained all of there 4 beds, a living room, 4 bathrooms, and a mini kitchen bar.
They were deep in their asleep except sara, as always she was the craziest. She was up late at night watching tv.
Minutes later Loud motor bike sounds woke them all up, they were shocked ..
Lamar: w way3a shhal a9wat sara if its you ga9ray tara im trying to sleep!
but sara was silent .. w the voices were still loud .. w a second later boys a 9ra5 w '67k 9ar bara
Ghezlan: saroo mn 9ijch? may'6a7k w mo wagtch tabeen tshofeen talfizyon nizlay ta7at just please nabi enam ..
but the only two words that sara spoke were ..
Sara: holy shit.

4 comments:

  1. Alah what a nice post<3 keep going -are aich!

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  2. finaly your back ;* * happy dance* C:
    loved the new way of writing
    fofowa

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    1. yes i am! haha, mshkoora 7beebti<3 i appreciate this i swear;*

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