"Strip,"
I froze after hearing what the devil himself said.
I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid.
How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this?
I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.
"Don't you dare run, trust me, you will only make it worse for you," And I cried, fat tears started streaming down my pale face like a flowing river, not daring to stop.
I knew too well what he was talking about; he was trying to steal away the innocence and pureness I was trying my entire life to protect. He wanted to discard me like a flower and leave me unwanted and dirty.
I run to the door, trying to open it. He laughed when I found it locked. Had my heart sunk? Who will save me?
Ya Allah, my precious, please help this weak human of yours. How can I survive if he does something?
"Please have mercy on me uncle, that is haram, aren't you ashamed of yourself?" I choked out, falling to the ground on my knees, begging him.
Who am I kidding?
He is a heartless man, nothing can ever soften that cold black heart of his, only my precious Allah, that's why I am begging you, Allah, to answer my prayers.
His face turned red, he glared at me not liking my actions.
I looked around the room, hoping, praying I will find with what to protect myself, only to find all my stuff gone.
I slumped my shoulders as tears fell uncontrollably, he planned so well.
What do I do? I can't give in.
Ya Allah, why are you being cruel to me?
I wish this was all a nightmare, please tell me it isn't true.
How can a man like him, an old man twice my size and age want to do such a thing, this is disgusting.
I cannot endure it all. This is too much.
"So you choose the hard way, huh?" He looked at my trembling frame and started walking towards me.
I pinned myself to the door, sitting there my head between my knees crying and begging for him to stop where he was.
That was all I had to protect myself. I was that hopeless I knew when he intends something he does it, no matter what the price is. However, I never lost hope., I still had God.
He grabbed me from my hair trying to entangle me from the position I was in. I tightened my grip on my knees as he was about to slap me, we heard.
"Honey, I am home. where are you?"
It was my mother, Ya Allah, thank you. I knew I should never lose my hope in you.
His eyes widened, he quickly went out of the room leaving me there not knowing what I should.
Relieved I was saved or shocked about what was about to happen.
I took a deep breath, this needed to stop, it is getting out of control I need to tell my mother.
I leaned on the closed door, hearing shouting and noise from outside. What are they arguing about?
"What the hell? Why did you just come out of her room?" Mom shouted at the top of her lungs, a faint hope raised inside of me. This is my chance.
I quickly opened the door and went closer to their bedroom.
This could be it. I can tell her the truth and she will believe me.
"Trust me, it was all her doings, can't you see I am not sober enough," My eyes widened, what a cheap man!
He can't be turning this on me, "Really? what did she do?" She questioned him in an unrecognizable tone, She can't be believing him.
"You do know that I will never cheat on you, right?" He told her in a sweet fake tone. What a double-faced devil he is.
"Well, she tried to force herself on me," That's it.
I kicked the door and got in. They turned to look at me.
I couldn't believe my eyes. My mother looked at me with disgust evident on her now cold and emotionless face while he was holding a smug look on his face.
She believed him.
"Is it true?"She said, venom dripping from each word she mouthed.She looked at me her always sweet soft eyes that made me feel home and made me fight anything in order to see them always sparkling are now distant. She believed him the only liar in this room.Nothing can describe the panic and shock I was experiencing. This can't be happening.She was my mother; she was the only person I have; she is my only family. I can't stand losing her too.I shook my head, silent tears flowing down my face, not believing every bit that my own mother, the one that brought me to this cruel world, her own flesh and blood would think that low of me."Trust me, honey, she is lying, can't you see how reasonable is this, she must be too lonely, she doesn't even have friends," I stayed silent, "don't believe her tears, it's because I turned her down," Oh Ya Allah.I froze in my place waiting for my mother's reaction and then it hit me.Of
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"What do you mean I should go today?" I shouted at the guy in the other line."I am sorry, sir. It's for the sake of our organization.""You know it's my mother's birthday, how can I leave her?" I took a deep breath, calming myself down. It wasn't his fault. He is just my assistant, after all."Okay, call them back, and tell them I am coming. You can take the rest of the days off, Sarah will come with me." I told him, calmly. It was indeed a good thing. However, today is her birthday."What happened, sir?" Said Sarah, from beside me in the car.Sarah was my personal assistant, she is like a little sister to me. We prepared a whole surprise party for my mother. Now we will postpone it.I have other more important matters."We need to fly to France, Tonight,""Wow, that's a good thing, don't tell me they accepted your offer." She s
flashback:Amazing it is to have somebody you can rely on, to know that no matter how tough life gets you always have arms to run to without the fear of being judged or misunderstood.That person for me as most people in the universe is the one who brought to this world, my mother.I sank further into the back seat of my car, holding a small emerald box. A gift I brought for my mother dearest, the kindest of them all.She sacrificed her whole life and youth into raising the man I became today. She dressed me, fed me, and made sure I never lacked anything nor let me shed a single tear. The person who never thought of herself only me and my well-being.Today was her birthday, how excited I was to see her reaction to this little surprise we prepared for her.I rolled down the window and let the morning fresh air invade us. Me, my secretary and my driver/I don't understand why peo
He caught me off guard as he slung me on his back, effortlessly, like I was lighter than a feather. He let out some chuckles as I squirmed and never let him have his way. People watched, confusion, curiosity, and even disgust written on their faces. They wondered why would such a fine man carry a homeless girl like me. Me either. I felt my heart beat so fast; I was scared and also curious why he is doing this? However, I had no choice but to follow. What if he wasn't bad and is just trying to help? People still stared, they watched and saw how I slept in that dirty corner, all dirty with dust and mud; they witnessed how I ate those sandwiches I afforded to buy, like I never ate food my whole life, a week of suffering, agony, and pain. Guilt and dilemma were eating me. Did I do the right choice? Life turns and turns until we find ourselves in different situations, different places with different people, that's among life's secrets. It's too fake and
" Karima honey, get down here. Your dad has a surprise for you" shouted my dad from the living room.He is here, my father is home.I run down the stairs excited to see my, I long for him. He is a fireman and has been away for three days. I know for some people it would be normal, but for me, No!!!I adore my dad, he has been here for me since the day I was born, for a whole 13 years he never said no to me. He treats me like a princess, and took care of me, my mom is a surgeon so she is rarely home, I spend most of my time with my daddy.I saw him sitting on the couch in the living room holding a sky blue box, while tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.Onething My Father dislikes is waiting, and well I made him wait.I bounced on him hugging from behind. Tightly letting him know I missed him so much. He turned around and looked at me, chuckling softly while pating my head." Oh, your daddy misses you too, prin
"Honey, wake up." a soft tender voice told me." It's time for you to wake up, dear." It said again.Who is this? Who could wake me up?OH! IT'S MOM.
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