Unwelcomed Stories

The story is about Warsan, a mother of three who used, normally, living as a housewife but later went looking for a job to support and spoon-feed her children. Fortunately, one day, she manages to set up a small snack bar in the city center. Her husband Egal, jobless too, had gone to her snack bar and took his shift there, she came back home. The war was already on its way spreading like wildfire. He was entrapped there. And she unable of going there, was overwhelmed by this anxiety. After three days, the fighting subsided, so she went there, looking for him, and didn't find him. From that day, he went missing and she never saw him again. She kept living on her life and toiling, despite of his disappearance.

"I can't forget," I respond as the tears fall down my face. I watch as Michael approaches me and grabs my face. I felt him slowly wipe the tears with his thumbs. I felt the warmth of his fingers spark something when he removed them from my face. "I'm not telling you to forget the unforgettable. I asking you to try and move on," he said while his eyes searched my face. I really want to move on, but how can you move on from someone that you have loved for eight years. I saw his face fall before he let go of my face and turned his back towards me. "I want to be with you," he said softly, "but you have to want to be with me too." He then started to walk towards the door. "You don't understand!" I yelled before he could leave. The tears were rolling down my face and I didn't try and stop them. "I don't understand," he said, his voice starting to sound angry. "I don't understand." "No, you don't understand!" "Sophia! I was your husband's best friend!" He yelled, reminding me of the truth. "I lost him too! I understand everything!" I stayed silent and my head fell. "I was there when he died, I was right next to him. I couldn't save him! I understand your pain!" he paused, "I might not have known him for very long but we were still best friends and I still cared about him! I do understand the pain." He whispered, "I just moved past the pain." He then turned back around and left. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They say "Love" is about girls and boys together. But I think "Love" means friendship, and friendship is an act of love. Lisa and Bea' s friendship goes through a lot. "Distractions" break "Friendship" and it also breaks "Love". The question is, " Will they hold on or let go?" . A day changed everything in Lisa's life.

She's hurt. She's breaking. She's crying out. "Help!" She is crying out from the inside, but no one could hear her cry's. No matter how hard she tried to make it leave, no matter how hard she tried to be happy, depression kept creeping up her spine. She acted as if everything was fine. Not even the one closest to her could tell she was dying inside.

A girl feeling unwelcomed, sad and confused came to a town were no one wants newcomers the only I one Emma has is Wendy here best friend.