It Must Be So
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This story is a dream that I had. I was living in someone else's nightmare. This story is about a woman with a psychotic father whole groomed her into obedience. He used his influence to make her believe that his practices were in the name of Allah. She believed that she was a good Muslim daughter with a father, the Holiest of men. However she realizes that her father was not who she thought he was and he was only using her for drug runs not challenging her loyalty to Allah when she is shot by him.
Warning: this story could be triggering to some people and is not based on real events unless I'm somehow a medium.
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