Dandelions- Ruth B



Forgive me, Ammarah.



I absolutely have no words and no eyes to face you after all I've did. The day I watch you walk into the hospital room and saw a war raging in your eyes; choice between walking in to sit next to me or stand at the door like a stranger, because that's what you basically see me as, a stranger. I realized my days of nonchalance attitude and how it has affected you. I was sorry for my actions but knew there were far too many things to be sorry for. So I am writing you this letter, hopefully when you finish it, you forgive me.



I knew I have failed Ammarah, I have failed you, myself and your parent. I've failed the oath I took silently to myself when I saw your father holding your wailing mother. I have failed the hearts that nurtured you, hearts that loved you and still align your pictures on their hallway. Hearts that mourn you, cry for you an

Wonder- Shawn mendes



We walked into the royal themed living room. A huge portrait of a dark and chubby man together with a young and fair woman hung on the wall directly opposite the door. Gold and white striped wallpapers covered the concrete walls and also being shield by huge and thick brown curtains. The chairs sat tall, each with a pointed back tip and rounded foots.



As we walked further, Rayyan walked to a hallway and minutes later, the young woman in the portrait came out and gasped



"Ammarah!



Both she and Rayyan paused as she said that. And in an apologetic glance to Rayyan, she turned to me with her initial excitement.



"Ohh is so nice to meet you"



She pulled me into a hug patting my back slightly and then keeping me at arm length to observe me "You're so pretty"



"Thank you" I smiled "You're also beautiful, and so is your home"



She waved a dismissal hand "G

You broke me first- Tate McRae



A month since the passing of Baba. A month since the day my mom started staying in doors, a month since I last saw my father's usual friends or even doctor. Three days since my third visit to the market.



I started going there from school again since my mom is now home, I claim some stuffs on days she cares and keep quiet on days she doesn't.



On my third visit, I told Rayyan what happened.



"My dad died" I had said as we sat at our usual spot



He looked at me with concern "I'm so sorry"



I shook my head "It's not that he is my dad or I've known him for years that

hurts. It's finally connecting to him, getting to know him and then it ending just as it started. Almost like getting a glass gem and it breaking into a thousand pieces just as you grasp it"



He nodded "May Allah ease your affair"



I smiled "Ameen"



"I only speak with my siblin

Dandelions- Ruth B



Forgive me, Ammarah.



I absolutely have no words and no eyes to face you after all I've did. The day I watch you walk into the hospital room and saw a war raging in your eyes; choice between walking in to sit next to me or stand at the door like a stranger, because that's what you basically see me as, a stranger. I realized my days of nonchalance attitude and how it has affected you. I was sorry for my actions but knew there were far too many things to be sorry for. So I am writing you this letter, hopefully when you finish it, you forgive me.



I knew I have failed Ammarah, I have failed you, myself and your parent. I've failed the oath I took silently to myself when I saw your father holding your wailing mother. I have failed the hearts that nurtured you, hearts that loved you and still align your pictures on their hallway. Hearts that mourn you, cry for you and pray for you.



I have failed myself and my selfish actions. Hanifa and I, have failed woefully a

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