The News

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Chapter 1

             I came running into my room and lock the door behind me  startled and shocked by the news, calmly i walked over to the balcony and slided the glass door , barley holding myself then let it go on the bean shaped couch. Couldn't tell how long it was i sat there staring dreamily into the soon to be the black sky. My best friend was leaving to Canada exactly after a month and could tell how happy she was from the pitch in her tone. Weren't willing to ruin the moment for her and tried my best to play it good for her after all i had to be happy for her if i really was her friend. Finally I stood after reading some du'aa and asking Allah to carry away all the sorrow in my heart.

"Jamiilaaaaaah!"

"WHAT NOW ????" I asked walking towards the door after closing the balcony ready to kill the person who snatched me from my world. I opened the door and saw my baby sister standing there looking at me with her teary eyes. Ooh I just love looking at those eyes of her, she had some power to convince anyone in this with those eyes besides Ja'far. she would just blink her eyes innocently bringing some fluid into her caramel looking eyes making her eyes teary and her big eye lashes sticky. I just had some feeling that she would be reporting Ja'far.

"Jumaanah, baby what happened" i asked her pulling her to my chest.

"Ja'far just won't let me have some vanilla milkshake of his. He just bought it some while ago."  I knew it!!!

Was she really three years old . Sometimes i felt that she was way too older than that.

"Jumaanah, I will make one for you, OK"

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