Osama Hear My Cries

Osama Hear My Cries

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WpMetadataReadComplete Sat, Jun 8, 2013<5 mins
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Non-Fiction
Short story involving events that took place the day of 9/11, and how people were affected in different ways, once in worse, and once who got lucky. A mother finds herself with an amazing job, which allows her to drop her kids off at day care there, but is now stuck in the middle of a terrorist attack. Now all that is left for her is revenge.
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"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

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