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it had been three weeks (?) and the abominable secret was eating me out from the inside. so much in fact that i had to wake up everyday with a sickening feeling in my stomach. i wanted to throw up all the time. but everyday i prayed to Allah and asked for forgiveness. i shouldn't have done it, i shouldn't have gone. the bruises i was left with wasn't the only pain, my heart was crying.
i missed my deceased mother, even though i hadn't thought about her for three years before the party incident. i missed her warmth. i missed her smell. i missed her voice. i mourned her loss for days in my bed.
i couldn't sleep. i couldn't eat. my body felt off.
my roommate apologized for abandoning me that night. she was also concerned about my wellbeing even though she had no idea of what had truly happened.
she was soo worried that her blessed soul bought me tons of strawberry ice-cream... and a test that would destroy everything.
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Love, starlightyoong
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Short Story•Completed• "i'm sorry. it's not pity that i'm showing you, it's a goodbye to someone very special to me." Amna's life has been turned upside down and she is writing it all out as she buries the anguish burning inside her.
