A spell that changed my life into hell
I am Amr, I am 23 years old, in the Faculty of Engineering. It is assumed that I have a good year. Our attic is simple and very beautiful. I have no other than one sister, and she is the family and the family of the house until one day I present her with a good groom, in a respectable form, and in a good position, but of course we asked him a lot. This is a good thing, the family can't go to anyone, and we actually asked him, and they said that they are people in a very good condition, but this is a good thing, I mean, instead of being curious, they mix with people
I am Amr, I am 23 years old, in the Faculty of Engineering. It is assumed that I have a good year. Our attic is simple and very beautiful. I have no other than one sister, and she is the family and the family of the house until one day I present her with a good groom, in a respectable form, and in a good position, but of course we asked him a lot. This is a good thing, the family can't go to anyone, and we actually asked him, and they said that they are people in a very good condition, but this is a good thing, I mean, instead of being curious, they mix with people.
The engagement took place and Basant was very hilarious, and the mother of Muhammad, her fiancé, always came with her daughter’s joy, and every time I felt like this, as if Farah was tight, but I come back to say that I could be home and buy. My exams are approaching, and the western one is that I started talking to Muhammad’s sister at length, and it is only a day away when I speak to her for five hours, and the strange thing is that when I heard her, I was surprised that Muhammad was the one who responded to me and gave me his sister’s inspiration, not as if it was supposed to be a defect and he didn’t understand, and it was too long for me to talk to her and my day It didn't end except for it until I started feeling that I was lost in the exams I'm going to take for how many days and I told her I advise you, Ilham, I won't be able to talk to you again because I won't open a lot of me and I study and it won't help to talk every little while. You talk to me and every minute too. Of course, at that time, I became mad at her and stopped talking and I was suffocated and I went for a little walk in the street and I was walking and found myself losing my balance and falling into a hole and I heard that someone showed me, I was tired of a lot of fatigue I fell asleep but woke up Anyone talking to me, of course, I gave up, but my mother found her!!! Do you know where I am, my mother?
My son, you were in bed and went to sleep while you were sitting at the desk, so your back hurts. I found myself cutting it off by saying, I mean, I am sure that I was in a hole and I don’t know how to get out. Every day until and more than the first until when I said I should take care of my studies and what happens I kept shutting down the internet for hours in the hope that I would know how to study, but there is no benefit. On the street, I found someone who looked terrifying. She attacked me. She wanted to suffocate me. You muttered strange words. Of course, I sat running and she ran after someone. When I came home, I found my mother working, crying. She and my sister said, “The whole world is on me.” An hour and my mother came back, she told me what hour, and I found my father stammering and he said, “Are you someone who drank something?” I actually went around the sheikh and I passed out and I felt as if I was on the top of a mountain with people in it
Strange, laughing, I don't know what I'm in but people are walking around the neck of the sheikh from my hands, and the sheikh is not able to take himself and take some of it and walk and tell them only about the things that I do without
He did not enter the house again, and from a sheikh to a sheikh, when I was hard on my uncle and he said, “I have the solution.
I saw her in the cemeteries crying and voting, and suddenly she came to him with a passion
While she was burning, she was consulting about the location of the tombs, and I found a picture of her, then I got up, and the sheikh said that one of my workers did something like that.
They say and bury him in a place, but I do not know where this place is. Of course, I kept knowing. I quickly ran out of the house and went to the place, and I sat digging beside the grave that you had put me in until I found my picture and my clothes buried with ugly words written on them. My sister, her mother, and the doctor said that they would drink from the same cup, and of course we called off the engagement. What is a logical explanation for what confronted her here and what happened? As for us, I went back to my studies. It is true that the year went to me, but I found myself, especially as I remained closer to God than the hour of this incident........
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