The sound of the slap echoed in my ears as I held my cheek with my palm. I couldn't feel anything, only pain and regret. Why did I ask for something that wasn't possible? Why did I go to climb a mountain that was way too high for me? These thoughts raced speedily in my head as I stood up, with my palm still on my cheek. Tears started to fall from my eyelids as I tried to maintain balance. I removed the veil of my barka, still with tears in my eyes. "Did I tell you to stand up?!" My dad exclaimed, pushing me away making me fall down on the marble floor. That was when my veil removed completely and I could see everyone surrounded by me. My mom, dressed in a black barqa like me stood still sobbing and shivering in a terrifying way. She was also covering her face, but I could hear the sobbing and see her shivering.My two brothers, Ahmed and Abdul Malik, stood beside each other also facing me. Ahmed had a stra
Last Updated : 2020-10-12
