الموضوع: Childhood Memories
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:sm179: رد: Childhood Memories

Childhood Memories
By: Abd Allah El Khateeb

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.I looked at him with contempt

.Do you still need your football?... He asked madly
Come and get it

.I wanted to believe him
I wanted him to forgive me
I wanted my football back
I promised myself, not to get in trouble again
I promised myself to straighten up and be a better person

He stepped forward offering the ball with his right hand
and kept the ice pick with the other, behind his back

.I had to take a slim chance, trusting Mr. Basyoni

As soon as I extended my hand to him, he plunged the ice pick into
the ball..One..Two.. Three.. and fourth time
*****
That same night, as my heart was broken over my football
my mind was busy, thinking of a plan of retaliation
It didn't take me too long to figure out one nasty idea

I planed to drive him crazy by pulling on him a prank called "Ding Dong Ditch 'em" once
I saw in an American movie, where you go out to a door, at night and ring the door bill
then run away and hide


To be continued
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don't cry your pain out to any one
No body will suffer for you
You..! who is suffering
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