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Bowled Over By The Broken
No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Essay Collection
I've been in a variety writing almost everything lately and now I really want to share more of my writing that isn't just storytelling. I wanted to add more of my work in essays, papers, and etc..Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Eternal Love
This story is the first trial ...It's my work to educate people about some stuffs.This is an imaginary story.Let's see.... This story is about the five mortals...How they are leading their life in every circumstances.And what are the challenges and adventures they are facing?And what is the importance of love,friendship and Islam.And how they are leading their part.What life teaches? # 3 modest 04.12.2024 #10 devotion 04.12.2024 # 3 sonnet 15.12.2024 # 14 multi chapter 23.07.2020 # 10 dua 26.04.2021 # 6 haram 04.08.2021
Lost Pieces
This is the compilation of pieces not in previous entries.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
My Dance Dream
Hey! I'm Winifred. People think I have it all,my parents are famous and I'm ridiculously rich but there is one thing I don't have and it's something even money can't buy and it's the one thing I desire the most. Also i want to be a dancer,that's my dream. At a dance Academy I meet new friends,terrible enemies,shocking situations and a whole lot of lessons which push me farther away from my dream. Will I overcome or crumble? especially if one of my obstacles is associated with what I desire the most. Want to know more about my story? then....READ MORE!!!.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Book of Stuff
This is just a collection of things I like, and little things I'm into, or anything I feel like talking about in general..
the master of the island
this a story I start to write just to see the reaction of the people before I write my bigger stories there is a copy in the Arabic language
Fallen from Grace
I've had about enough of this. Its the same routine, every day, every month, every year since this happened. Fighting the Broken and staying alive. Im on a mission to get to the one person who knows how to end it all. My name is Grace. Welcome to hell on earth.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.
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