"aqsam biallah lam afeal" said my sister while running away from our younger sister Aisha is her name "lam tafeal 'abi" i told Aisha then i quickly rushed out the door before things could get any more weird i locked the door from outside with my purple and white key chain i had to shake it a few times before it came out the door but i got it out finally.
I turned my back to the door and clutched the bottom of my sleeves tightly and started mumbling something to myself and walked off to my new school.
As i walked to the front i felt so timid i dropped my backpack and put on my hijab then looked up at my school i suppressed a smile as i walked into the school.
My face was getting red but i was saying alot of gibberish and i started looking for my pocket so i could wiggle my fingers inside of them but then i realized all my pockets were sealed i was annoyed.
I bumped into a girl we both fell "yikes tibi non nocuerunt mihi" she said i was very confused because i couldn't understand what she said "sorry" i replied "it's okay i guess" she told me i asked her if she could show me where i could find classroom b she told me she didn't know but i could ask Farah or Aairah they know everything in the school but Farah also happens to be the plug to everyone so if i were you i'd go to her instead.
I went around asking people about the Farah girl no one knew where she was but i got lucky because she approached me "i heard you were looking for me" she said "actually yes i need to find my classroom" i said "ok can i see your paper" she replied while holding her hands out i handed it to her and she looked through it "are you muslim" she asked while looking up "naeam" i replied "oh i'm muslim to" she told me we squealed and bounced on our toes while squeezing our eyes closed and squeezed our hands.
By the end of the school day i managed to make three friends Fara Aairah and the girl who i bumped into i never got her name as i was walking home i tripped over something i fell on my stomach and looked behind me and saw a phone with three bottom pieces of it broken i picked it up because it looked scary and my life is always boring so i took it home.
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The Phone
ActionThis story is about a young boy and girl that have found a old but very new phone that causes them plenty of trouble.