chapter 3. Street Arab.

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      Cancer....

       Sexual assault....

       Wailingmates.....

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     METAPHOR!
Some metaphorical expressions include street Arab which is the title word of the story. *HEARTBREAK SYNDROME* here the author uses the metaphorical syndrome to show how disease, Cancer can affect one's life and precautions.

                *Viewer's diary*

Look at me, isn't that enough
to make you stare in shocked silence?
When I think of what has happened to me,
I'm stunned, and I tremble and shake.

As a result, I crumble like rotten wood, like a moth eaten coat.
Why do you avoid me?
Why do you treat me like an enemy?
Are you trying to frighten me? I'm nothing but a leaf.

I wish you will hide me in the world of the dead.
Let me hidden until your anger is over and then set a time to remember me.
Then all my troubles will fade from your memory.

Like floods that are post and remembered no more.
Your life will be brighter than sunshine at noon.
I'm too stunned to face the troubles, that life has brought before me.

I could hardly hear the voice of love
Like a nightmare it disturbed my sleep.
I trembled and shuddered.
My whole body shook with fear.

A light breeze touched my face.
And my hair bristled with fright.
I could see something standing there.
I stared, but couldn't tell what it was.
Then I heard a strange voice out of the silence.

I wish I had die in my mother's womb or died in my mother's womb or died the moment I was born.
Why did my mother put me on the street?
Why did she feed me at her breast?
If I had died then, I would have be at rest
Then facing life alone at the street.

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