Finding Noor

This is not your typical love story,this is a different kind of love story.

A story of a 25 year old Canadian Muslim women and her journey to finding Noor.

My whole being shook as i saw what was unraveling in front of my eyes.

A little girl was lying on the warm sand,blood was pooling out of her mouth just like a snake trails out of a hole.

i rushed to her and knelt beside her. Her whole body was bruised. I patted her head and asked her,"How did this happen? " she stared at me blankly as if she wasn't even there. But then suddenly her bloodshot eyes shot up in horror. I followed her line of gaze and saw two big soldiers approaching us. I smiled at them in hopes of getting help for her.

They looked at me blankly and asked, "Who are you?"

"please help her first." i requested them.
"She looks like a Rosen. Why would we help her?We are at war with them."
what do i do???
I bite my lip in worry and say "She-She is my daughter."