النفس القاتل
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  • Reads 560
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 5
  • Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2021
#حصريا_على_قلوب_التائهة..

♡قصة مترجمة من مغرابية الى جزائرية♡

كاتبة:اسيل 
مترجمة:انصاف

♤ ابتسامة طفلك لا تطفئها بالمخدر .......

                  [حبة ... حقنة ... إدمان ... مـوت ...]
جملة كتلخص قصة اليوم ، ثاني قصة ليا بعد #حرة_بلا_سلاح ، قصة قصيرة مكتعداش خمسة أجزاء و لكن الأثر لي غتخليه فنفسكم عظيم ....
عشرين دقيقة كافية لقراءتها بجميع جوارحكم و أحاسيسكم و عبرتها أكيد غترافقكم مدى الحياة و إلى آخر رمق ، قصة بعنوان : 

                          {~~النفس القاتل~~} 
موضوعها قليل تداوله فالقصص و لكن كثيرة شوفتو فالمجتمعات.... 

قرصاناتي نخليكم تسافرو معايا لعالم آخر ، حيث النفس ماشي هو الهواء و إنما الكوكائين ، عالم قاسي مهما فاقت لذتو و إغوائو ، عالم كيخليك دون مستوى الإنسان... 

قبل الإنطلاق بغيتكم تخليو فبالكم عبارة وحدة و تآمنو بيها ، عبارة فقط : مهما قست غرائز الحياة عليك ... فالمخـدر أقـسى .
 بقلمي 🖋️: أسيل نور... 
❌شروط التنزيل❌

√ تفاعلكم و آرائكم ضروووري ...

√ قراو القصة بقلبكم قبل عينيكم... 

❌أخيرا قرصاناتي الى نالت قصتي إعجابكم و حركات فيكم شي حاجة فعلا نتمنى تصوتو ليا فتشالنجنا المميز على جروبنا المميز #تشالنج_ملكة_و_أميرة_القصص_الحزينة 🖤 

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