"Are you sure you're there to make peace?" I questioned him. He gave me a confusion look. "Excuse me?" he asked with annoyance in his voice. "If you're there to make PEACE then why thousand of innocent people die.... Women, Children" I said this time I raised my voice, I was really angry. "Everyone knows that Palestin...
"Lets make a deal." "Sure, what is it?" "We talk with only what we have on our clipboard." "Deal." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Cover made by: @Chatachino Highest Rank: [1] in Short Story [ WARNING! I made this when i was 13/14 years old. There is many misspelled words and stuff that I literally cringe at. So read at your own...
Ever since her mother left Yasmine and her Dad have never been the same. Not only individually but also as family. It doesn't help that her Dad made them move into his girlfriends house because the school was walking distance. Or even that he had a girlfriend to begin with. She really didn't have a problem with going...