Dead Bleeding Roses

Salaaam people!!

 Okay....my first Islamic based story on Wattpad!! *does victory dance*

This is soo cool! and a major thankyou and bear hug to everyone who reads this..

I dedicated this to Reaperkylie Because she is one of the most sweetest person I know!! Go check out her stories..I promise..you're not going to be disappointed!!:)

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Prologue.

The cold wind stung her bare skin as it yanked and pulled her, howling in glee at her miserable state. She stood at the corner of the cliff, her white dress like a cloud around her, looking down at the hungry roaring waves that motioned at her to fall down in their wide greedy mouths. A warm tear traced down her cheek, as she gulped and reminded herself why she was here. There was no promise, no memory, and no desire that could stop her from jumping off the cliff. She closed her eyes, preparing for the jump. At that point, she longed to think about those who loved her. No, she reminded herself. Whom she loved, but they didn't love her back.  

One part of her urged her to go back and pretend nothing happened. To falsely delude herself to think that there was someone in this world who needed her. But who? This question could never be answered by her. She didn't remember anything. Her life had started when she had awoken on the doorstep of a laboratory branch, aged 15. When she had pounded on the door and demanded them to tell who she was and where she came from, they had just looked blankly at her and shaking their heads, whispered in pity. But before turning away from the door in disappointment, her eyes had not failed to catch the caption written in bold inside. They specialized in erasing memories. But that was all she could gather. She shook her head, pulling herself out of her memory. Clenching her fists, she took a deep breath. Her eyes instinctively snapped shut as she jumped. She gasped as she flailed through the air, it cut through her at lightning speed, her back towards the growling sea, her eyes opening to see the spot distance away from her where she stood not seconds ago. 

"Help me, Allah." 

The plea which her mind screamed silently came out through her mouth like a whisper. As her back bumped into the ground and she felt herself slip into unconsciousness, a question burned in her mind. She longed to know, who Allah was; obviously it was someone important from her past because only that name had come to her mind first when she was in need of help. Who was Allah? The question flared in her mind, and her eyes closed in darkness.

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