When I was younger, I had a very, kind, loyal friend.
You know those friends that are quiet and never EVER lie?
She was one of those, shy and sweet.
In my old school, somewhere in the Middle East (privacy), there was a rumour that on the top floor of the building, there is a room with a Jiin inside.
So, my friends and I, we were daredevils, but unfortunately, I was scared as hell.
The school was huge, and I mean huge, so when we went up the stairs, we were all heaving when we got to the stairs leading to the room with the Jiin.
I stayed at the bottom, catching my breath as my loyal friend... let's call her Salma, and my other friend, Layla, ran up the stairs.
As I was going up after them, Layla ran down the stairs, screaming.
Honestly, I was still scared as hell, so I ran to the bottom of the stairs and waited for Salma.
Habbibti, Salma, the poor girl ran down the stairs, her eyes were wide, and she was gasping for breath.
They told me they saw something with red eyes, and a grey body of sorts when they opened the door.
I actually did not believe them.
So I went upstairs for myself.
The door was locked.
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