It was the middle of December. Snow was gathered on the side of the streets and in front of all the houses. Lights and Christmas decorations adorned the neighbour. From my window seat everything looked so happy and festive. But I knew that not everything was as it seemed. In each and every house there might be something going on that a normal bypasser could never imagine.
So lost in my thoughts I almost didn't hear my aunt calling me down for dinner. And so I went.
It had been almost an year and my relationship with my aunt remained strained. She didn't enjoy my company but didn't hate me either. She just tolerated me.
So I had tried to make it easier for her. I would never call over my friends and usually hung out with them at their places. If I was at home, which was rare, I never came out of my room unless it was for meals.
Because I knew that even though she never said it, she blamed me for everything. I had done nothing.
That's exactly what I had done wrong. Doing nothing.
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I'll definitely write it as a short.
Thoughts?
-Jewel.
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غموض / إثارةThe sirens of an ambulance were wailing. The rushing of people in and out of the house was loud. People were trying to talk to me. Questioning me. My ears were ringing. But I couldn't focus on anything. Just my hands. The blood on them. Not mine. Ju...
