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It's sad enough that I'm a girl in this world. but to my luck I'm also an Arab girl. oh and a Muslim. don't get me wrong, I'm a proud Muslim. but it's the not really right  traditions that chained us. we all say that we're open minded, but we're not. we all say that girls are not oppressed. but they are. we all say that no one infanticides girls anymore. but it still happens, even it it's not Literally. so that's why I'm writing this. because girls, Arab or not. they're still being bullied all over the world. and someone has to say something about this.
   
    
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Safety In Numbers ( BWWM) On HOLD by _itstheRitaaa

I've been bullied since as long as I can remember. Dark skin is so this or so that. And it seemed to get worse when I gained weight. "Now not only is she dark, she's fat too!" I couldn't escape it even if I tired. I even attempted to commit suicide. Sitting in the bathtub with nothing but pills a razor and social media looking at all the people that hate you would do that. I tried to make it go away, Lord knows but he had a blessing coming for me. I just had to wait. But I knew even in my waiting it was going to be an uphill battle. Will I win the battle?

I'm Miracle (Islamic Story) by sssilentscreamsss

{Completed} My name is Miracle. I got that name when I was fourteen. I can't remember my family. I can't remember my friends. I can't remember anything from the past. Do I even have a past? Where was I born? Who are my parents? What did I like? Did I prefer dresses or sweaters? Was I a girly-girl or a tomboy? I lost everything the moment I came forcefully here. I didn't ask for this nor did I would want it. I came here to loose myself. I came here, because I got kidnapped. Everything I had known, everything I had forgotten came up to surface and tried to swim when he came into my life. He, the one who saved me.. ~ This story is so much more different than my previous ones. This is too emotional and extreme. Its about two people meeting each other in the worse circumstance. Two people who are trying to save each other by loosing themselves. Its still Islamic of course, but that will appear later in the story. If you don't like grammar mistakes, then this story is nothing for you. You have been warned. Also contains it scary parts which could make you cry, so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. Romance. GENERAL DISCLAIMER ABOUT MY WORKS: I write about the things that people don't want to think about. I write about the things that people are turning away from when its mentioned. I write about the things no one warned you about because in their eyes its a taboo to even think of it. I write about atheists, rape, forced marriages- all of the darkest side of life. If you don't like that, then this account is nothing for you.

Flaws Of An African Girl (COMPLETED/UNEDITED) by yvonnenezi8

Ranked #2 in Africa (6/08/18) Ranked #3 in Nigeria (9/08/18) Ranked #6 in Naija (8/08/18) Chikamharida is a girl that has always felt inferior to everyone,her heart has been broken a million times by close friends and even family. She feels like she is not worth living and she suffers from anxiety disorders and depression. She would soon be leaving for college,will she be able to pass through it with that mindset or is this mission just suicidal?...she has always wanted to be remembered in life,can she achieve those dreams? Flaws of an African Girl is book about the stigma and misconceptions related to mental illnesses. "Do you see those sunflowers over there? They look so free and at ease. They bloom in happiness without giving a care about the world. They are so beautiful. You know, I easily get intrigued by nature; it so beautiful. Sometimes, I wish I could be like the birds. They are so free. They are limitless. They are not enslaved or imprisoned to one place. They have freedom to fly and stop wherever they want to. No one can stop them from flying and singing in the morning sun. There is no restriction to life in their world. They thrive in freedom. They have no expectations to live up to; you don't need to live up to any standards, all you need to do is live. As humans, we are not expected to live that way. We grew up in a society where there are standards and norms everyone is expected to follow. There are limits to what we can do and where we can go. Some people are lucky and bypass those norms. Some of us aren't that lucky. Some of us don't have physical freedom, emotional freedom or even spiritual freedom. We are imprisoned by forces around us and forced to do things that we don't want to do but who are we to complain, right? It's the norm of the society." Cover photo by @jane_lausten

Mistaken Perception by Asiya323

Life can be brutal and uncaring to some. Aisha was one of those unfortunate "some" she had deceived herself into believing she had full control of her life. That she could set the terms of how her life would unfold. However, life and fate have a way of showing us just how much control we truly have. How does one cope when the people most important in our lives are ripped away from us? What does one do when they become the sole guardian of their two younger siblings? And how does one survive, when you're hated because of your faith.

The American (BWWM) by mss_amalee

"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything. "You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong. "You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone. "And why should I?" "Because that's what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me." "Wow. And why is that?" "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer. "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults. "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?

Khadijah ✔️ by simplyrahma

"You'll never influence the world by being just like it." Being different is never easy. Especially when the differences between you and the other people are massive. _______ The whole world tries to make her change, although he is the only one who is letting her be. Cover done by @onlysecretscount

The Truth Unfolded ✔️ by sfhaseen01

INSTANCE 1 "your ammi said you have been irritating her asking about your childhood again and again" "I just wanted to know, just like how you, ammi and samreen remembers their childhood" "beta, enough. It's ok if some people don't remember... Just enjoy your life. See you have completed your studies and now you are also getting married, what else do you want?" "my memories" I said quietly looking down and went to my room. I had lost my appetite. °°°° INSTANCE 2 I walked up to her and hugged her. I could feel her heart beat was very fast. "what is happening here?" I asked "it doesn't concern you" her mother said who was standing behind me Just then, I saw some papers lying on the sofa. I picked them up and the whole world crashed in me. THOSE WERE DIVORCE PAPERS!! "hafsa you wanted divorce from me?" I asked in a low tone She shook her head into a 'no' so briskly that it almost removed her hijab. "yes she demands divorce" her ammi yelled from behind "she wants divorce from you because she likes someone else" ~~~~~~~~~ Hafsa, after getting married to a manager, Mohammed zafar hussein, finds herself in a very familiar place. She doesn't remember her childhood, she doesn't know which place she has come to but still it's so familiar to her. A lot of things happen to her in her life which leads her to the truth which would change her life completely forever Does that place really hide secrets? Will she be able to find out the truth? Join hafsa on her journey to find out! ALONG WITH A BONUS CHAPTER DOWN THERE SO DON'T FORGET TO GIVE THE FULL BOOK A READ! ✨

Confessions of A School Slut: A Story about Slut-Shaming ✓ by wordwebsbymaya

• Winner of Wattpad Campus Superwriters Awards 2020 • "Truth doesn't always come out." Have you ever wondered if all the things about high school that you think are facts are actually lies? Have you ever fantasized how high school would be for you? Being the Queen Bee, having a two or maybe three friends who would stick by you in all of your thick and thin, the whole school would respect you and then there would be your perfect boyfriend who would be the captain of the football or maybe basketball team (mostly football, though)? Well, let me tell you one thing. This doesn't even come close to describing a high school life. At least not a high school life in Riviera High. Sure, there will always be a Queen Bee, but she will never be you. She will never have friends, she will have minions. And if you ever even look at someone from the football team, she would make sure that your life is hell. Take it from me, someone who recently graduated high school that this is definitely *not* what high school is like. Still dubious about your fantasies and the reality? Come, I have a few confessions to make that might change your whole idea about high school. TEN INCIDENTS, TEN ACCUSATIONS, TEN EXPLANATIONS NOTE: This book deals with topics like slut shaming and self harm. (Status : Completed) (Highest Ranking: #9) (Word Count: ~50,000)

Poetry's Tale to Tell by The_Potato_Writer

One sample of my work (Note not all poems will be so serious, some are story like others are light hearted): "Every day, something happens... Someone gets bullied, Just because "They're different" "Nerdy" "Annoying" "Have no sense of fashion..." All those things are of unimportance...! Everyone has a choice, Don't let what someone says, change it! You could stand down... Watch as the victim pleads for help... That's the easy path, But is it the right one? Do you want that on your consciousness? The pain can be so bad... It takes a life... Then it's too late, Regret becomes your best mate... A depressing thought... Although. It doesn't have to be that way...! YOU can make it change! Stand tall, speak loud, Stand up for what is right! That one action... Can save a life...! You could make a friend, A REAL friend. Spread awareness and Right the wrong! Be brave! For those who suffer... You're not alone...! If there's no knight to slay The evil demons away... Find it within you, to be strong! If you get no help, save yourself! You deserve happiness, and it will come! For karma never forgets you! Nor your enemies... Once it comes around, it will go around... Speak out, you will be heard...! The era of bullying will be no longer...!"

Love is Faith (An Islamic love story) *completed* by mrybelz

#2 in 'right path' on 1/7/18 #58 in 'Islamic' on 26/6/18 #66 in #rockstar on 27/6/18 Have you committed a sin, that later made you realize, was not at all affordable for you? Do you regret it? Do you think you would be able to earn forgiveness? Will Allah really forgive you?..... Sometimes we only 'expect' when we love someone, whether it be a person or Allah. We forget that we must have something to offer too, and what it is? It is faith! Our lives are more than the fairytale love stories we dream of, luxuries we adore and things we long for. We are humans, we are never perfect, we sin, we are unthankful....and sometimes it all gets worse...So are my characters, Hareem and Zohaib, they are not role models, they are learners who like us learn all the way through their journey of life. In this story you will find them sinning, complaining, regretting, loosing, becoming helpless, falling, struggling and succeeding. They were meant to suffer, to feel pain, to struggle, they were not lovers... Their journey is like ours, real, painful and the one with a lot of lessons! Their fates interwove but not in a way you have been reading or hearing before....it was different, it was realistic, unlike a fairytale...where is "Love" then? yes that's the right question...it is in the story preserved for you to read...a story with Quran in it, a story with the blessings of Allah AND.... a story of 'Love'....

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Safety In Numbers ( BWWM) On HOLD cover

I'm Miracle (Islamic Story) cover

Flaws Of An African Girl (COMPLETED/UNEDITED) cover

Mistaken Perception cover

The American (BWWM) cover

Khadijah ✔️ cover

The Truth Unfolded ✔️ cover

Confessions of A School Slut: A Story about Slut-Shaming ✓ cover

Poetry's Tale to Tell cover

Love is Faith (An Islamic love story) *completed* cover

Safety In Numbers ( BWWM) On HOLD

I've been bullied since as long as I can remember. Dark skin is so this or so that. And it seemed to get worse when I gained weight. "Now not only is she dark, she's fat too!" I couldn't escape it even if I tired. I even attempted to commit suicide. Sitting in the bathtub with nothing but pills a razor and social media looking at all the people that hate you would do that. I tried to make it go away, Lord knows but he had a blessing coming for me. I just had to wait. But I knew even in my waiting it was going to be an uphill battle. Will I win the battle?