Fiction,
My father was a rich person in Abadih, Shiraz. And my mother was from a noble family. We lived in a big house. My brother and me loved each other very much. He was bigger than me. My school classes started in morns and afternoons and I had ...
Fiction,
My father was a rich person in Abadih, Shiraz. And my mother was from a noble family. We lived in a big house. My brother and me loved each other very much. He was bigger than me. My school classes started in morns and afternoons and I had to pass the road four times a day. For a time was I feel somebody is always on my way. I asked one of my friends be with me. One day he came near me and call my name: "Simin". I was shocked who is he.
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