MY STORY(PART 3)
I was dead.I saw myself ,so light, was going up to the sky...and there was a great party over there...
But, in the middle of way,they backed me... . I had a bad fever for three days...and then life went on but so hard...and so aweful...he went forever...and I haven't seen him...after six months, I started to study for university... . I went another city to study math...and every things seemed to be normal...but my thoughts, but my broken heart... . Two years later I got married.
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We started our life not such other couples...we hadn't ceremony...or other common things .
we just wanted peace...and we started together...My first book was published at those time. But it brought me no satisfaction.I broke. My sadness went on.Something should be happened...I really wanted it...
MY STORY(PART2)
Time passed .Every things were ok but War.It was so aweful. Our city was safe , but his little town was in danger,all the time, all the moment. Enemy 's planes every day had attacked to the west towns and bombed there. His father with him after bombing had gone to the town and helped injured people, collected dead bodies .It was so aweful.Every day he went back home with bloody shirt...standed against the mirror and looked at his white face... . It was so aweful thing that everybody could see...but no time he had soken about them to me. He had told me every time only about beautiful things that were creatured in the world... .He encouraged me to write...I was fifteen...I started to write...to compose...he was my divine source, and still is . He had come to our city to continue his course in M.A. of petroleum. I was in highschool. I studied hard like him, I wrote my first novel during my school. but I didn't tell any body about it. One night He understood about my writings...he was surprised...but said nothing...He always spoke alittle...I graduated from highschool...and he succeeded in his course...Every things was so good but...
MY STORY
I was a little girl when I felt something strange in my inner,in my heart, for the first time.
In our house and our family there were every things,else love.But I felt it, I have felt it since my childhood. It was so strange, wonderful and excellent.It has changed my destiny. It has given me everythings. It has caused my happiness...
After that I have started to see every things all around carefully, but I didn't know why!
Every year we went to his village and had stayed there for almost a month. Fresh weather,fresh fruits, hills and mountains, wild nature,...and every other things had made me mad...I had felt that strange feeling withh all of my emotions, but no one could understand me...because I only was a child and something such as love was so odd in our families opinions, and maybe as a great sin...
All men, in the evening , went to hount in the mountain.I had watching him all the time, when he was cleaning his gun or lightening his pipe .I only watched him, followed him...
when we came back , I still was searching him in the crowded street,crowded places... .
With which reason can I stop you from going down?
With which word can I make you happy?
With which smile can I present you a great love?
with which blossom can I put your heart in spring?
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Open your eyes baby and look around yourself...
you are the only reason which can stop you to go down...
you are the only word which can make you happy...
you are the only smile ...
you are the only blossom...
then stand up and
open your big heart to the truth...
Every thing was such a dream for me,
I had seen him when I was only a baby
and during those beautiful times,he had taught me life,
how can I be kind,
how can I be ambitious,
how can I be true,
how can I be in love,
how can I stay in love...
for me,the little girl, the ugly world of those time
was as a pretty dream,
because, he was my pretty dream, ...