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Thud! I slammed the door shut, went to my bed and collapsed. Silent tears were streaming down my soft cheeks as my heart pounded. “How could she...
As she walked down the street to her home, Asma thought about what her teacher had said in the class two hours ago. Miss Kiran was a pure-hearted and...
Apair of mischievous eyes peered from behind the large oak tree. Their owner was currently hiding during a game of hide and seek. “Mariam will...
Today was a hard and long day. I slumped down on my bed, exhausted. Even after having a tiresome day at school, mum made me do a few chores at home....