Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Maroun's Star by Ari Meza (beach read txt) 📖
- Author: Ari Meza
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"I totally understand, well Maroun you better hurry! Or she'll be walking down the aisle with a cane!" I said.
She busted out laughing, while he looked at me and gave me his mesmerizing smile.
13
Knock, Knock, Knock.
"Come in," I said tired.
Its 4 A.M, not the time I'm use to. It's been almost a month since I've lived here, June was over and July is in. I contacted my mom, turns out her and David already had their citizenship and they were bummed out about James but happy that I was okay. They are living in Quebec but decided to travel on a four week cruise. My mom asked me to join them but I chose to stay, I felt close to my second family.
"Morning Pam, I forgot to grab my undershirt for work last night. May I?"
"Of course Maroun, it is your room. Walk in and out whenever you please. I even told you that I'll move ooouuut" I yawned, "sorry, out."
"No Pam is fine," he said with a smile.
I looked at what had become our closet and giggled.
"What?" he turned?
"Ha-ha. It’s our 'closet' it’s bright and yellow all over on one side and completely dark and brown on the other"
He stepped back to take a look and laughed along with me. We were both laughing, and then I realized something I didn't want to admit. The room fell into a deep silence. I was still lying on his bed, and he came took off his slippers and sat on top of the bed in a butterfly position.
"Pamela, I can't take it anymore. From the first moment you appeared in my life you brought light and fire to me. Your voice, your walk, just everything about you completely amazes me. The way you make everything much better. You simply shine like a star"
As he spoke my body felt complete warmness and desired him. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I tried again and all I could manage to say was,
"Hug me..."
He did, He came and laid right next to me. Maroun embraced me, and wrapped his arms around me.
"Maroun?"
"Yes Dear?" he responded oh so sweetly.
And it was just so magical,
"I think I'm in love with you," our voices came together in unison as we spoke the same words at the same exact time.
That’s when I knew. I was his Star.
To Be Continued...
Publication Date: 06-21-2010
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Dedication:
To him, for the great times.
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