A short story of real life about the misbehave and abuses of some men in countries where chauvinism is wide spreaded.

Chapter #3.

Chapter # two.

Chapter #1.

The little girl lived in a hut a few yards left to his house. Her mother sold vegetables and her father worked in a local stone quarry. The little girl was more than five years old but the parents had decided against sending her to school.

This is a description of a person, no more, no less.

Angels will always sing. Accompany the people picking pepper, said grandfather while sucking her cigarette deeply. Amir tried to imagine the angel shape.
Beautiful, sharp nose, thin-lipped wet which is always blossom, and bright eyes as blue as the sea. Wearing a long dress of pure white lace that fell to the……

A short story I wrote for some where else, but put here instead.

I’ll be my eyes, I’ll be his legs, I’ll take him to wherever he wanted to, I will be forever with me.

Ram!

- What is it? How so?

- It hit the fleeing people done died. Type miserable, lost humanity.

- Mau mau bring him to the hospital. Oh dear! too much blood. Do not know why not? Poor darling, ears flying and the wind is right.

A short story I wrote for my creative writing class I took in College. Hope you like, and I would love your feedback!