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Finding Noor

Short Story

This is not your typical love story,this is a different kind of love story. A story of a 25 year old Canadian Muslim women and her journey to finding Noor. My whole being shook as i saw what was unraveling in front of my eyes. A little girl was lyi...

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Amaya

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by Soleil_shineeee

by Soleil_shineeee

                                    
                                              Life is as if a novella,there's always this strive to hang on,a thirst to read on,a want to live on and a will to survive.
                          Amaya Pov
"Hey catch him!" I yell as I run after the thief. He stole my friend's bag. I keep running after him. Ya Allah help me out.
                          Everyone on the road is staring at me. My hijab is flowing because of my running pace. A man suddenly comes from behind me and and runs past me. He's chasing the thief too but I still keep running.
                          He turns at me in a half running position and says "Don't worry, I'll catch him for yo-"
                          But before I could say anything he crashes with the wall. He pats his head to check for injuries and then slowly gets up waving his hands indicating he's ok.
                          I run past him. Aah must be embarrassing.
                          Soon I walk into an alley way and there's the thief
                          "Look,if you want the money, keep it. But just return the locket." I try to negotiate with him
                          "Why,is it expensive?" He says and pulls it out.
                          "Please, don't take that. Anything but that. It's her mother's last memory. Please return it." I request the brother.
                          He smirks at me. And throws the bag at ground.
                          "Listen,I won't even report you to police. Just return the locket.Please brother. " 
He then pulls out a knife.
                          "Why should I listen to you huh? Go now or I'll stab you with this." I gulp. I'm not going without the locket.
                          Just then someone falls literally from sky on him and pulls the thief on ground.  I quickly snatch the locket while he's detained.
                          Oh it's the guy from before. " Brother thank you so much. Are you ok?"
                          "CALL THE POLICE." He states.
                          "Oh ok wait." I contact the police. The police arrives after few minutes.
                          "Didn't you say you wouldn't report me to police?" The thief yells at me.
                          "Well,you weren't ready to negotiate either" I state nonchalantly.
                          The brother from earlier calls out to me.
                          "Are you ok?" He inquires.
                          "Yes Alhamdulillah. I am. Are you hurt anywhere brother? You hit the wall pretty hard earlier. " 
                          "I'm fine. What's your name?" 
                          "Amaya." I smile at him
                          "I'm Aman. Nice to meet you." He smiles back at me.