After school
As I went back home I decided to go think... in the park.......okay,I'm lying. My dad forced me to take my cousins, Mussadiq, Muzaffar and Khadijah. He said he needed to settle something with their dad.
We arrived, Mussadiq and Muzaffar who were 8 years old ran off to play, leaving me and Khadijah.
We sat in silence for a bit before she said "how is school"
"Alhamdulillah,you?" I asked.
"Not really good" she said and I mentally eye rolled, not ready to hear her problems
"I feel like everyone has something to do.....while I'm just looking. College is hard." She continued.
"It's not that-" I said opening my mouth to say something rude, but I know my mom would have not approved, so I decided to say something she would say.
"It is but you first of all have to be determined, perseverance is the -"I started but she cut me off.
"I wanna drop out" she blurted.
"............" I was kind of surprised because I know she comes from a background where education IS the back ground.
"Say something, tell me your opinion. Do you think its right?" She asked fiddling with her fingers
"Well if its about my thoughts, I think you've already made up your mind....and I don't think I'm the one you should talk to."
"........my dad?"
"Yes"
"N-no way"
"You have to, because right now he's just wasting his money on college tuition, and your mentally spiraling, no hurtful words intended."
"You're right"
I nodded feeling good for giving such good advice. I took my sketch book and started sketching the scene of kids playing around(well not all the kids)
*****few hours*****
Zareefah's pov
I sat on the bench watching my cousins play, right opposite me I saw the guy,from school.
He was drawing ..........something.
So I decided to walk up to him, physically I kept walking but mentally.....mentally I was continuously slapping myself to go back.
"Salam" I said
"Hey" he replied
"....I like your drawing. What is the meaning" I asked sitting next to him, leaving a reasonable space between them.
"What?" he asked confused, he probably thinks I'm weird.
"C'mon every art piece has a reason behind it even if the creator him or herself doesn't know" I said still staring at his wonderful skills.
"I don't know yet.......but when I do you are the first to know.....well second since I'm the first" he said chuckling at his own words, i couldn't help but chuckle to.
"So do you normally work on your art?" I asked a little less terrified knowing he can smile.
"Not really" he said.
"So who did you bring to the park, cause I'm pretty sure tough guys like you don't come to children parks" I said
"Well, I was kinda forced"he said I nodded smiling a little.
so peeps so excited for my first book, hope your enjoying , don't worry still editing, don't forget that i have school. well bye peeps, wait
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Spiritualafter her best friend died, after a few months, she gets an alarming message from an unknown person '' miss me?, I'm back!'' ...