SAKINA (COMPLETED)

SAKINA (COMPLETED)

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COMPLETED Sakina, the youngest of 7 girls, is happy being the invisible one. Not being noticed or being told she wasn't the prettiest of all her sisters had become a way in which she lived. She never let the fact that she didn't get as much attention as her sisters bother her, no matter how much it stung at times. The constant reminder of her unfortunate looks led Sakina to believe that she was destined to live a life without love or companionship. Her mother - on the other hand - didn't agree, and when a 'set-up' goes horribly wrong Sakina is reminded of that awful fact. She had just about given up on ever finding someone that would actually pick her first when she literally bumps into Final year Economics Major, Ahmad Umar. Will things be different, or is a terrible cycle about to repeat itself? Read SAKINA
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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

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