best friends and played all day making jelly toys with the jelly mud outside Amen’s home but it was not actually mud but it was jelly. — Shamayem Batool, My Dreams by Shamayem Batool Copy Share WhatsApp
by Shamayem Batool
Children Fiction · 55 pages
“At night, when the dinner was going to start, I thought that the food would be good but it was not, they were servingshrimps!”
“One night, I was trying to remember my previous dream but I couldn’t, so I just hoped for another good dream and closed my eyes to go to sleep.”
“Can’t believe it, right?I don’t know why she was there, but one thing is for certain, she was there to wake me up!”
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“Yes you need not ask these questions for our time together is short and I have much to tell you.”
“Know it’s worth and keep it close to your heart through the warmth of love and togetherness.Miss you, Birth Home!”
“All around him were strangers, friends of his father whom he had never known.”
“Thanks to his mother's savings, a piece of land that his father snagged through illegal means (for sure), and with his friend's guidance he got hold of a visa for USA.”
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