Chapter-1 The story begins

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Sunday, 21:23
I was in my room daydreaming about Jamal then my little sister iqrah  suddenly barged into my room looking angry iqrah was 2years younger than me and I was 13, she asked me where her phone was, like usual I ignored her but then she came forward and tore the drawing I made of me and Jamal , i suddenly lost it I stoop up furiously and gave her a slap across her face she cried in pain and I knew I was going to regret what I just did but it was worth it.
Few minutes later......
My parents were calling me with loud voices I knew why they were calling me so I replied "na'am" and went downstairs they asked me why I slapped iqrah and I said  because she broke my charger, I was not ready to tell my parents I had a crush, they took my phone and said they would not give me back until school started "oh god" I said looking frustrated my big sis Maryam then came in and begged my parents to give me the phone,they did and I hugged Maryam
"Don't beat your small sis again" Maryam said,
I replied "I'll try" Maryam smiled and walked away
I went up to my room then isha called,we talked till midnight and I went to bed.

Morning,
I woke up by 5:30 Prayed and got in the shower, I came out wore a top with pretty jeans and a kimono to complete the look got my bag put my  books,pens,phone and went down stairs like usual ate and went to school of course not expecting anything dramatic we were on our way to school when we hit a truck and went flying of the bridge iqrah screamed while crying and my dad already half dead I closed my eyes with tears and everything went blank.
(Sounds of sirens and helicopters)

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