Nour_Sama

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
          
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السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

الفصل الجديد من القصة نزل ، لا تنسون القرائة
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أرجوا تجربون تقرأون قصتي، لاكن كونوا صابرين معايا
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TW : intrusive thoughts, scenes of 
          I can't move, why can't i move
          I have to make it right, it has to be done right, i have to maek it this way, what if i did it the wrong way, stop doing this, u have to study it this way, i have to do something, i have to do something, u can't just do anything, u have to think first , look at what happened to the others, but i am just stuck, i have to do something, that's all i can do, but u have to think first when and how and what, but i don't have time, i have to just do, i cant let u just do it , u havw to think of THE CONSEQUENCES. I can't move, I can't, move pls shut up shut up shut up, let me breathe , my body is filled with so much heat, stop feeling like this, just let me sleep, all i wanted was to exist without pain, why don't u just stay silence please.....i am going to fail tomorrow 

Loss was a familiar thing to me. Moments, pieces of my childhood, feelings, then memories, then pieces of my identity....i cannot look at myself in the mirror. 

            ------˚₊‧Story scene  ‧₊˚------
          
          Child of Nowhere: difficult questions 
          
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                 "you left me too," Alastair said flatly, like this unfortunate truth was merely news of bad weather "but i guess it never hurt me that much because ...it's not like you were around, so it's I never knew you to wait for you anyways."
          
           the boy turned around , his face frustratingly unreadable "tho, i am still upset at you, all of you, but what's the point? What would you have done, when mother was the one that stayed silent?" 
          
          He watches as the calm facade begins to crack, as the intelligible words turn clear as the boy's face begins to crumble, until he schools it again, those eyes looking at him with heartbreakingly concealed pain and caution :
          
          "Tell me uncle, why did mom fear telling you that she needed help, that someone was hurting her, that someone threatened her life  ? Why had she hesitated until they had hikaru torn from her womb?" His voice was almost raised, almost desperate for answers
          
          But the answer that Masaki could think of, stuck in his throat...
          
          ... he remembers...after an incident in her childhood, Miyuki's hair turned platinum, they didn't think much of it nor did his brothers. their father however began fearing her, as if it was the mark of a curse , he began quietly rejecting her...perhaps they subconsciously rejected her too without realizing, perhaps that's why she never asked for help 
          
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          ...  (29-4-2025) 

Bro if i open another book and write just to stop on the second chapter i am gonna *crash out*

Never mind I found it

Hello guys ! Where is the bottom that let's me create stories