This is a story about a little girl. An average twelve-year-old girl who wishes her Mom’s dream would come true. A little girl who makes wishes as we’ve all done, from blowing out candles on a birthday cake to making a wish when we see a shooting star.
what can you do when you see the truth for what it is. and you seen all the out comes of all your to come actions?run and hide? give in and bow out? say fuck it and go out in a bang.(go hard or go home)?what would you do if you knew all roads lead to nothingness. ?what should you do if you seen your life flash by your very own eyes/and didnt like what you came to see? would you get up and make the changes to better yourself. would you try to change the outcome by being a better version of who you fell you truly are?are would you just sit back and enjoy the show. as it plays out. and follow the vocies in your own head. knowing that what is isnt what it is at all and what might be just might not be what you thought it was gonnna be.? what would you do?
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my name is aisha, i am a muslimah who is practicing to please allah. well, this is a book advice to my fellow sisters in islam. well i am not perfect so any errors please kindly let me know.
As I walked down the road to the church, my eyes were fixed to the heavens filled with introspection before I got to the Anglican alter. Not too long, I found myself kneeling before the alter making some covenant with my God thus: Lord give me the courage to concentrate even as Silvia has abandoned me, also give me the courage to be without friends till the end of time.