Best version of being

Ten she was, when some naughty stuff had provoked her father.“Sorry father”, she spoke timidly, looking for the forgiveness in his eyes.“I hate this girl, I hate her very much”, father tells her mother.Engraved for lifetime, those words marked her course of life. She felt them, piercing her heart and she stands in that corner…

I had my eyes closed|چشمانم بسته بود

“186th story” Peter was invited to his friend’s wedding. It was a great ceremony and Peter was having fun. While he was dancing, he noticed one of the guests is his high school teacher. Peter went closer to Mr. Hunt and said: “Good evening, sir.” Mr. Hunt said: “Good evening son.”  “I’m Peter. I was…

Best version of being

Ten she was, when some naughty stuff had provoked her father.“Sorry father”, she spoke timidly, looking for the forgiveness in his eyes.“I hate this girl, I hate her very much”, father tells her mother.Engraved for lifetime, those words marked her course of life. She felt them, piercing her heart and she stands in that corner…