It has been two or three hours pass since I am down here and I am in very distress stage. I think for my mom and dad. What Will be they doing. Are they missing me. If they know what happened to me. Then it's drawn to me they was the ONE who dress me in coffins and putting me in this hole called grave ya I know now. They must be heart broken by theirs only son sudden deaths.
I try to read some surah. But me spoiled brat I never read QURAN(the holy book Muslims read). Alas I what can I do oh but I known of my GOD.
I begin preying
Please forgive me ALLAH. I never call you once in my life well past life now.
Please forgive me my sin all which I committed. If you will give me a chance I will become good boy recite QURAN and prey NAMAZ and will spend all my money for helping Poor peoples. I prey
Suddenly I remind of a memory.
I was six years old going mom and dad holding their hands.
I saw a beggar with Tron off clothes. I laughed at him.yes I know its bad what you aspects of six years old brat. Then my father slapped me for my disrespect. I didn't talk days with my dad after that.
Now tears is running down from my eyes which I can't see.
Suddenly I watch a bright light coming towards me.
I become worry more what Will bring this light for me.
Sorry to late update
