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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The distress of a tender boy

          Ten years ago, there was a man who lived with his wife and his son in a big city in a far country that we don't know in Africa. Everyday, he went to accomplish his job, and every weekend, he bought what they needed, and they were very happy. But once the father died, he left the son and the wife, who was expecting a baby. They became poor and the people who lived in this city were very mean; they didn't help anyone. So the son decided to work in order to feed his mother. He worked hard and in the weekend, he earned a lot of money and he gave it to his mother. They bought what they needed like they had done when the father was alive.
      But the other weekend when he got the money, he came back home and was glad. He turned to the street that led to the house and saw two men coming towards him. He changed his direction but the men followed him. So he run fast and found his mother waiting by the door. He entered the house and closed the door very well, but the thieves knew the house.
      The next weekend, they waited for the boy. But he was accompanied by his mother. The men attacked them and the boy wanted to escape, but his mother couldn't. So he stayed and defended her. In the end, they killed the mother and took the money from the boy. When he saw the mother lying on the soil, he cried aloud and shed tears. No one came to help him. So he carried her on his back to the cemetery. He was alone; nobody wanted to help him. He dug a grave and put her there. He was so sad. He realized that he was going to live without a mother and a father. So he put himself near his mother in the same tomb.


                                                                                       
                                                                       By: Hamza Ouhssaine



1 comment:

  1. What a tragic end Hamza!You killed the boy too, as if the death of the mother wasn't enough.You're a pessimistic writer!hhhhhh.just joking.

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