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blue_eyes
23-02-2005, 05:01 PM
Hi every one


I have arequest , but I think its or may be difficult

I have to write astory but not from my mind

I have to cutting it

and I have many stories but I found it too hard to make it

So I need your help

game addicted
23-02-2005, 05:19 PM
help for what:06:

sorry for misunderstanding but you want members to find a story then copy it here :06:. or you want them to write one for you:06:.

make your point clear plz so we could help.
regards:)

Another_One
23-02-2005, 06:05 PM
Hiiiiiii brother

???where were u

:08: i really missed u

??do u still remember me

:أفكر: i hope so

it is my pleasure to help u

what do u think of this story

read it and tell me


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.IF YOU JUST TELL THEM
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I was sitting in the kitchen. Sabi (our servant) was washing the dishes & then she mop the floor. My Mom came in. Sabi why were you late again? She yelled at her. My bus...... Sabi was going to say something, when my Mom cut her off. That is not an excuse Sabi, she told her.

I had no idea what the excuse was. I decided to ask Sabi when my Mom won't be around. It was time for Zuher. We all made wudo & went to pray except Sabi. She was still working in the kitchen. I was shocked.

Because my Quran teacher told me," when it's time for salat you have to stop whatever you're doing". And yet I notice she wasn't even covering her hair, even in front of my father or uncle. Why? isn't she supposed to? I asked myself. When I've been told from everybody you have to cover your hair. (in front of nonmehrams) Wasn't my dad & uncle were nonmehram for her? Now I really wanted to talk to her. Later that day when my Mom went shopping I called her to my room. I told her to sit down when she came in. Then asked her about it. I don't know how to pray & nobody told me to cover. Do I have to? she asked me.

Yes, you do, I said.

She started to cry, I couldn't stop her she had to let those tears out.

I will teach you Sabi, don't cry, I said. She rubbed her blue eyes. She was so beautiful. You will? she asked. Yes, I answered.

That night I asked my parents to help her study after collage. My Mom was so mad. You little kiddy, how could you? they are our servents; if they started to learn who are going to work for us? You are forgetting something Mom. I'm not a kid & Prophet Muhammad (SAW) teach her to be nice with our servants. And there's nothing wrong if they'll learn. I see your point Aisha, my father said. Yes, you can teach her, my father said. My Mom couldn't say anymore.

I started to teach her. I was amazed how fast she was learning.

She learned her salat in a month. Then I stared to teach her reading & writing.

She finished her 1st quran in a year. Now she was memorizing some suras. She's so happy now. Now I see her covered from her head to toe, even in the hottest days.

One day my dad brought his friend's proposal for her. She was like, how could I? My Mom asked her Mom. She was happy to hear it.

She got married in the next two weeks. I was happy for her.

Thank you Aisha,if you haven't teached me I couldn't have learn anything. No Sabiha thank Allah. He had all planed, I just .....I did nothing I couldn't say anything else. Now I could teach my daughters. She was telling me. I started to laugh & she joined me, too. I looked at the sky & thought there was a big smile, too.

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The End
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blue_eyes
23-02-2005, 07:52 PM
Yeah I know you as such as my self

how r u


I want the story for a famouse authore



Thank u brothers


I mean that I want abrief for astory and thank you alot


Another_One
game addicted



:biggthump

THE Kojima
24-02-2005, 01:14 PM
to be honest I'm too lazy to write a story... but I'll fix some mistakes in Another _one's story


I hope u don't get angry with me Another_one


IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

.IF YOU JUST TELL THEM

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I was sitting in the kitchen. Sabi (our servant) was washing the dishes & then she mopped the floor. My Mom came in. "Sabi, why were you? Why are you late again?" she yelled at her. "My bus......" Sabi was going to say something but my mom interrupted: " That is not an excuse Sabi", she told her.


I had no idea what the excuse was. I decided to ask Sabi when my Mom won't be around. It was time for Zither. We all made wudo & went to pray except Sabi. She was still working in the kitchen. I was shocked because my Quran teacher told me," When its prayer time you have to stop whatever you're doing". I noticed she wasn't even covering her hair, even in front of my father or uncle. Why? "Isn't she supposed to?" I asked myself. When I've been told from everybody women have to cover your hair (in front of non mohrams) isn't my dad & uncle non mehram for her? Now I really wanted to talk to her. Later that day when my Mom went shopping I called her to my room. When she came in, I told her to sit down. Then I asked her about it. "I don't know how to pray & nobody told me to cover. Do I have to?" she asked me.


Yes, you have to", I said."


She started to cry, I couldn't stop her. She had to let those tears out.


I will teach you Sabi, don't cry", I said. She rubbed her blue eyes. She was so beautiful. "Will you?" she asked. Yes, I answered.


That night I asked my parents to help teach her after I come back from collage. My Mom was so mad: " You little kiddy, how could you? They are our servants; if they started to learn who is going to work for us?" "You are forgetting something Mom. I'm not a kid & Prophet Muhammad (Peace Be Upon Him) taught us to be nice with our servants. And there's nothing wrong if they'll learn." "I see your point Aisha", my father said. "Yes, you can teach her", my father said. My Mom couldn't argue more.


I started to teach her. I was amazed how fast she was learning.


She learned how to pray in a month. Then I stared to teach her reading & writing.


She finished reading the Quran from cover to cover for the first time in a year. Now she was memorizing some suras. She's so happy now. Now I see her covered from her head to toe, even in the hottest days.


One day my dad brought his friend's proposal for her. She was like: "how could I?" My Mom asked her Mom. She was happy to hear it.


She got married in the next two weeks. I was happy for her.


"Thank you Aisha, if you haven't taught me I couldn't have learn anything." she said. "No Sabina thank Allah. He had all planed, I just.....I did nothing I couldn't say anything else." "Now I could teach my daughters." She was telling me. I started to laugh & she joined me, too. I looked at the sky & thought there was a big smile, too

THE Kojima
24-02-2005, 01:17 PM
:33: hmm there seems to be a problem with the fullpoints at the end of each sentence... I don't know what happened to them....:06: don't forget to add them after each sentence:biggthump