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  • Hello Raya!
    Thanks for your nice words.
    I'm waiting for your story impatiently :)
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    It  is mine :)

    • The Favorable Scent

              She put her only flowerpot in the window so that she could watch it closely. Watering and cleaning the leaves as her mom has taught was her usual work every day but today she felt the impulsion to hug her flowerpot. It seemed more beautiful than other days. She hugged it. Her face became wet with the tiny drops over the leaves. She smelled a little rose hidden among the leaves. For her that was enough for the flower to be the best. As she looked again at the flower, she felt pity for that. The perfume bottle was still unlidded. Now her flower was the best. It smelled her mother’s scent. As she touched with her face the leaves she remembered her mother’s caress. She was in the arms of her mother shedding tear and herd her mother saying once again: “No problem, I will buy you another one”. And again she was looking at the faded rose behind the window.

       

      "My story translated by  sara in TC group."

  • Very Beautiful!

    What a nice idea!

    Well done!

    I liked it so :)

    Burning paper created very nice theme!

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