THE DARKER SIDE OF LOVE!
Inspired by a QUR'ANIC VERSE
Read at your own risk ▪️
A tale unique and untold,
of a girl as precious as gold.
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The story is a great blend of:
~ MYSTERY
~ TRAGEDIES
~ SU...
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Juveria Rahman:
Water has always been a loyal friend of mine. It has comforted me in many ways - to refresh my body, to make me senseless, to bury my tragedies, to hide my tears from the entire world, and to remind me I am no longer a crying douche. It has made me feel whole again.
Droplets of water still clung to my hair, as I exited the shower. A humming escaped my lips.
But the flickering lights gave a halt to my humming.
What's going on?
The closed-door caught my attention. Wait, I left it open. Seriously.
Didn't I?
Then, who shut it down?
The creepy atmosphere gave a chill to my spine and made my heart drum in my ears. A burning smell reached my sensitive button nose out of nowhere.
My gaze danced around the room. And stretched wide in horror as a single hazel eye stared at me unblinkingly.
My scream was muffled when I realized the other eye was completely covered with side-parted curls!
Dear me! I sighed in relief.
Yeah!
Understood? Oh, you didn't get it?
It's me, guys! Reflecting in the full body mirror.
Hehehe!
It's me - Juveria Rahman. Curly Beauty, as my friends call me or The Girl in the Dark, as I call myself.
This Girl In The Dark
Has a beautiful face without a name
And a beautiful smile to hide the pain
This Girl In the Dark
Has cuts up her arm
Loves nothing more then self harm
This Girl in the dark
Doesn't know how much longer she can keep trying
Everyday she's slowly dying
This Girl in the Dark
Sits all alone
Wants a place to truly call home
This Girl in the dark
Wants nothing more then to be free
I know this because this Girl is me
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So, how was the 'horror' joke? Hope you enjoyed it.
Bringing a smile to other people's faces is my hobby everywhere I go. Even if I don't smile from heart.
And to be very clear, I have never been afraid of ghosts.
Last night, I even tore a horror book by a 'well-known' author because it failed to frighten me.
I used to scare them when I was a child. As long as I had he to confide in, I knew he would protect me from any danger.
Now is the high time for me to stand on my own since I am a grown-up and he no longer exists.
The thought of him burned my chest as usual.
As I exhaled and inhaled, I pulled out eyeliner from the vanity box to distract myself and to get prepared for the special day.
Yes! It is gonna be a very special day today as I will bunk off school for the first time with my bosom buddies.
Though they've done it before, cool, I've never participated because of my high grades.
Yesterday, Nashwa with her pouty lips, and Lily with her puppy eyes so strongly convinced me that I couldn't resist.
"Yaaron ki yaar" is who I am.
And my friends are like KURKURE, tedhe hain par mere hain.
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"Juveria! You're getting late, beta. Juveria are you hearing?"
I dropped the eyeliner bottle as the angry yell echoed in my tender ears.
Don't worry, this is my mom Mrs. Farhat Jahan calling me for breakfast as usual.
My caring and loving, yet overprotective and authoritative mother. The more I grow up, the louder she yells at me, never realizing what my inner feelings are.
But it's a blessing in and of itself to have a mother, right?
Goodbye guys, see you after breakfast!
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
A lot of unexpected twists and turns, memorable Islamic lessons coming soon!!❤️
The story will turn out in such a way you have never guessed!
Stay tuned for the next chapter. The bangles have discussed, beauty has shown, who is left? The BEAST!! He will be stepping soon galz.
