Today’s story – travel tales – ✍️ Zahraa Abdullah
Today’s story is one of the most, my heart
(MN) residents of the state of Khartoum. When the war and the people remained, our father seemed to be, me, my daughters and their uncle lived with us in the same monsters. The sun rises to shine, and we look at 5 specifically. I opened the door and crossed the second monsters. Broth. He returned how to leave us. Girls Kevin missed Al -Dabara, we stayed by a man.
Our neighbor told me, my daughters, and I come there, I head a companion of my forgiveness and I walked with them. The People Are Short With Us, But the Little Girl Tired and We have the Hospital and the Second Day of the Day of the Elderly and Let Us have our fate, the important thing after How Many Days they say in a network in the factory in the transmission, which was marked by my daughters and we have My family, i have the exnessee of my children, my children arrived and i arrived, and currently we return our home and our father with us, but i could forgive their uncle chloé, I see that you remember the pain of us, and I remained a reason for the death of my house
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