Chapter fourteen

The way back was not less difficult than the way to go... However, due to fatigue and psychological stress, I slept most of the first hours of the day. The wreckage of the things that I see around me is not different from the wreckage of my heart... Except that inanimate matter does not bleed. The recitation emitted from the car radio in the sweet, melodious voice of a reciter is the only thing that eased the pain of tearing, cutting and burning... The hours passed, and I was I follow with false interest everything I hear on the radio to escape from thinking about the road that has passed... and the next road... in the past... and the future... We reached our city before the third sunset that illuminated our path... "Take me home... “I said that while we were at a crossroads, one of them leading to my house and another to Saif’s house.” Now? This time I feel any longing or enthusiasm to enter the deserted house and Saif is about to come with me, but I said: “Your parents must be waiting for you now… I will thank you as they should later, give them my regards.” Saif was worried about me, but I dismissed him, and I entered the dark house alone . I raised my hand to light the lamp, rather the lamps one by one, and then I discovered that the electricity was cut off. In the remaining light of the last rays of the sun, I walked into my dreary, still house and went upstairs... I went straight to my bedroom... I pulled out the keys, then slowly opened the door... and took a step inside... Quickly The years took me back... when I was a teenage boy at the beginning of nineteen years of age... I sit in this chair studying with passion... Oh my God! Still my books that I left on the desk in place! Open as you left them eight years ago ! I looked around the room... and was surprised to see things as they were... I moved step by step... the bed... the same blanket and sheets as before I left... I approached the desk... it's the math book I was Read it the last night before leaving, in preparation for tomorrow's exam! And the pencil is still on the open page... The rest of the books are scattered on the table just as I've left them since then... I reached out and touched the dust covering the book, and everything... I opened the drawers to take a look... Nothing. change ! No one seems to have stepped onto the floor of this room since I left it. I turned towards my bed... This bed has always embraced me and sucked my fatigue and insomnia... Is it still suitable for sleep? Can I throw my chest weights and body at him?? He was also covered in dust... However, I threw my concerned body on him and allowed the cloud of dust to fly... and spread... and attack my nose and suffocate me too... A fit of sneezing came to me after inhaling the dust of time, so I got up and turned Around me, looking for a box of tissues, it must have been buried under layers of dust as well... But my eyes were suddenly caught by something standing on one of the shelves of my old library... something cylindrical, covered with childish little stamps and posters... Among those On the posters, a part of a word appears written on it: (Amani) I walked very slowly, inch by inch, towards this little box... Was it a dream or a reality?? I saw him right in front of me, and I touched him with my hand... and I shook him, and I heard the sound of scraps of paper clashing inside him! Amani Raghad Fund... still alive?? I grabbed the cylindrical box, and brought it close to my eyes, then to my chest, relaxed my eyelids, and drew a deep breath full of dust... I saw the little girl coming towards me with emotion and joy, holding her book in her hand: "Walid make a safety box for me" and I saw her help me in making it ...then she covers it with little stickers...and then she sits there on my bed, near the table, and writes her first wish...((When I grow up I will marry......??)) At this point...my eyelids rose Suddenly, my hand clenched tightly... mercilessly pressed against the box until I stifled his breath... A large, burning lump rolled from my right eyeball to the left, followed by a torrent of bleak, lost tears, washing away the old dust from my face and nose... My gaze paved a path between tears, traveling towards the suffocated wish-box... inciting my hand to cooperate to kill it... and tear it apart as all my hopes and dreams were torn... Raghad's picture and message... and my heart and soul.. But I stopped in the middle of the road... I no longer want to see what's inside... I know everything... (I want to become a huge businessman!) (I want my cousin Raghad to become my wife) (Oh God, heal Samer!) and prepare it as What was ) (When I grow up I will get married...??? Samer of course... How stupid I was! I pressed the box with greater and greater force... and if it was something made of iron, it would have shattered in my fist... "You traitor... Raghad." The first thing I met on my way was Raghad's room! She is the closest to me... I stood in the room for a few minutes... My hand was hesitantly searching for the key... I raised my hand... and knocked lightly on the door, then I stretched it towards the handle and held it and stayed in this position for a long time... I will open The door is slowly, carefully and quietly... My little girl may be sleeping peacefully... I don't want to disturb her. I just want to look at her like I do every night... I don't like my heart to see her sleeping peacefully like an angel... And lightly touching her soft hair. .. one last look... just one... I want to throw it on my baby... Raghad... I missed you so much! ... since I saw you while you were sleeping ... here eight years ago, and your eyelids were swollen from the intense weeping you made on that fateful day ... do you remember how we played that day?? Do you remember the potatoes I fed you...?? I didn't know that we would not meet after that moment... and that it was the last time that I would sneak into your room, look at you, stroke your hair, and kiss your forehead... My legs trembled.

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