The shadow with a bomb
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This story is about a boy that slowly changes from an innocent boy to a suicide-bomber with the influence of the taliban.
If you are triggered by violence, child abuse, mass murder, suicide and other related topics, I recommend you to not read this story.
I have written this story only for entertaining purposes.
I have always found this a harsh topic, because there are still events in a not-so-distant past which contain child-suicide bombers. With this story I want to spread awareness on the issue.
I try my very best with all the research I do to make this a real story, but there are always mistakes. I don't have any connection to the Persian language or with the islam religion, so if I make mistakes please let me know.
Lastly I just want you to enjoy the story.
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