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September/ 18 / 15:00. Muzatin

 Muzatin

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"عندما القمر بعد تغطية نفسها بالظلام كما في الحزن أخيراً رمي ثياب أرملتها ، فإنها لا تعرض نفسها بشكل وقح للنظرة العامة ؛ ولكن لبعض الوقت لا تزال محجبة في سحابة شفافة ، حتى تكتسب تدريجيا الشجاعة لتحمل مظهر وإعجاب الناخبين" ۔
When moon after covering herself with darkness as in sorrow at last throw off the garments of her widowhood, she does not expose herself impudently to the public gaze; but for a time remains veiled in a transparent cloud, till she gradually acquires courage to endure the look and admiration of the beholders

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September/ 18 / 15:00. Muzatin.

Manha?

What happened just now? Why were those men trying to take me some where? Am I still lying on the same floor? Life less and unmoving?

Manha?

Why are these people calling me and who are they? Where is ummi ? Why don't they come and save me? I am their only daughter, why are they not here besides me?

Tears spilled from my eyes once again as my mind raced to my parents, abbi ummi- my every thing, my best friends........ Now I have no one, nothing. NOTHING

Manha? 

Who is talking to me? I don't wanna talk to any one right now. I wanna go back home. Home, where Ummi and abbi were bleeding on the pavement of my house. I want to see if some how I can wake them up.I want them to wake up and bury myself into their chest into a warm bear hug. I want to hold my parents close to my heart, just like an ordinary child who is scared to this horrendous world.

I could't hold back any longer tears spilled from my eyes.I started shaking uncontrolablly . Sobbing and sobbing. 

"They are dead" I screamed 

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