She moved slowly and stood at the wall. She tilted her head slighty so as to get a view of the situation. What she saw would remain engraved in her mind for the rest of her life. It was the grotesque sight of lifeless bodies riddled with bullets. This was what used to be her family. She was unable to hold back tears as the pain of what she was seeing cut through her heart, it was really all too much to bear. She ran out of the house using the back door unable to process the events in her mind. Her tears were only but a mere sign of the pain she was feeling.
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Jamal and Nazra (Under Editing)
Romancean arabian love story of a stone cold militia man who has his head turned by a beautiful and lovely girl with a strong mind and a loving heart. *Due to the long hiatus and consideration of all your critiques which are highly appreciated, I am editin...
