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Copyright © 2014-2015 Raghda Awad(Roreebo)
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My story is real and it does happen in Palestine.
This story is in 1990 before Gaza became Independent.
There will be some romantic stuff,i'll keep it all halal haha don't worry.
There are some violent in this story.
And of course i won't mess with Palestine issue so...
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Here's my life cycle,I go to work and on my way back i get beat up by isreali soldiers.bruises marks on my face for days,sometime i try to cover them so people will stop asking and i'll stop telling the story again and again.
Trust me my life is saddest than Jack and Rose's life,we all know titanic.
But i also have goals and wishes in my life and I have faith it will come true,and i know i can.
One of my goals,my top one,is to free my dad.
"Adam!" mom called from the kitchen,I was watching TV.
"Yeah mom coming,"
She was cooking dinner and she wanted me to taste it, she does this everytime she cooks.
"Mmmm!" I shut my eyes.
"Mmm what? Is it good?"
"Mom it's delicious!"
"Really?" she smiled
"yeah" I smiled. Her hand came up to my cheeks,i could see pain in her eyes,i grabbed her hand tightly.
"Mom you okay?" A tear fell down her cheek and she wiped the tears away.
"I miss your dad..." she said
I looked away and my thoughts flicked to my dad,I haven't seen him since the day I was born. Isreali soliders took him when my mom was pregnant for shooting a soldier. We don't know anything about him, we can't see him they won't allow us or any one,he has been in jall 21 years now.Mom always ask me if they would allow us to see him and i'm just waiting till the day come.
"Adam?" mom cleared my thoughts,
"let us eat" she faked a smile, and i nodded
"How is work?" mom asked.
"As everyday..." i said and she glarred at me
"Good or bad?" she asked, work is not going well right now.
"Yes" I tryed to ignore her question.
"It's not going well I see" she said
"Everything is going to be okay" I said.
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STRONGER (ON HOLD)
ActionStrength isn't by stealing others country and killing their people,strength is who throw and defend about his/her country Albeit with a stone. This is strength. Hey guys! My name Is Raghdah from Palestine. Sorry I might have some Spelling mistakes i...