The Veil
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  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2016
A normal life? Getting along with everyone seems easy right? What if you're constantly judged and hated? Nobody wants to be-friend you nor talk to you. How would it feel to constantly being looked down upon? Judged by what you believe, wear, and look. Aisha is an ordinary Muslim girl and very proud. To be borned into this family she loves and cares for. She has a big heart and an open mind she truly cares for every living thing. She'd rather interact with animals, and kids than adults/humans. 

She is a big dreamer and though she's not beautiful or smart she's loyal and kind. However her family, is not the greatest and rather more strict. What will happen when she meets a superstar, her idol Michael Jackson. what will happen between them? Both of them being judged could the friendship they have turn into something else? How will their parents react? 

Has Aisha finally found someone who will not judge her? Who will love her? Read and Find out! Please review the Introduction first, thank you~!
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