Hi. This is the worst thing that has happened in my life. My purpose in writing this is that I want you, dear friends, after reading this story, to say your opinion on what I should do with this.
I am Darya, I am 21 years old, I am a student of industry. I have a brother who is 10 years old. My father is an employee, my mother is a teacher. He did not say anything. Little by little, a few months later, my friend Mahshid and I were leaving. He came forward and gave me a letter. I was confused. I had the letter in my hand, I did not know whether to open it or not. Mahshid quickly took the letter from me and opened it. True love will go crazy if one day you do not see me! I knew these words, I tore his name right there. In short, he wanted to talk to me several times since that day, but finally Mahshid agreed not to take it so hard, maybe he is a really good boy. I was not like my friend to have a boyfriend at all. I was going to go, but this time it was as if my heart wanted to talk to Amir. Amir was two years older than me. He was in high school. He was a polite boy. I did not have a mobile phone, I used to call him secretly at night with my dad's phone. The friendship between me and Amir started. His entrance exam rank was very good and he was accepted in one of the good universities in Tehran. Although he was in Tehran, Amir and I were always in touch. Our city came and went to Tehran for 4 hours for the same Amir. When his student passed, Mahshid told me that it is not possible that the boy has a series of needs, you have to provide for him so that the devil does not fool him there for a while. I woke up one day when my mom's house was empty and I told Amir to remember our blood. He was very surprised. I realized a lot. That day I was naked in front of him for the first time. I was Amir, I felt in my sky. I was happy to experience sex in the arms of my love. After that day, Amir came almost twice a month, we bled and satisfied each other. I felt that Amir's love for me had increased, and I really felt I loved him. I gave and my city was accepted. Amir used to say that after he finished his studies, we would be married, although it was difficult for me, but I was satisfied that I would be his wife in two years.
In the middle of Eid this year, we decided to go to Shiraz for a few days. We have a 25-year-old boy named Ramineh. I came and asked that I cried so much that my mother answered them respectfully) I also did not want to go to their blood at all, but Babaina said we had not seen them for a long time, Amir had to go. My mother said that Ramin Sarbazieh was not there at all. I also told Amir that he was relieved that he knew the story of his origin. When we arrived, I saw that their blood was Ramin. I wanted to tell Amir that he was Ramin, but I said to myself, why should I make Alki angry with him, Ramin, what can he do? I will not take him over. I even surprised my dad's house with a scarf and a Bell skirt blouse I was not there. The tenth day was Eid at 11 pm. We were all watching the series when Ramin brought syrup for all of us from the kitchen. There were 4 of us. Kurd reached me, it was over, he said it was not all right, I will bring it to the other 3 trays now.
After half an hour, I felt my head was very heavy. I told my mother to go to sleep in the room out of tiredness. I went to the room and called Amir, although I was very sleepy, but I wanted to hear his voice. Amir, I was sad and we had no choice. Little by little, I saw that everyone was sleeping. I said goodbye to Amir. I do not know if it was because of the syrup or not. I was always thinking about why Amir Sharbat brought me apart from the rest of the people. I could not open my eyes tonight at 12 o'clock. I told Amir that my mother could not sleep much. I said good night to her, but it was 1.5 o'clock. I did not have time to go to my mother. I was between sleeping and waking. Rome was behind the door. He put his hand on my skirt. I was dying, but I can not say what it felt like. Feeling terrified. I was thinking that my dear Amir was caressing my body. I felt that I was dreaming of my Amir. My hand was very big. Amir's hand was soft. I was terrified again. I wanted to go back, but I was very scared. I felt something hot and hot on my back. He ate. Amir's penis had never hit me in the back. Everyone said it would hurt you. I felt a strong heat inside my anus. My eyes could not open from lethargy when the flash light of the camera moved my eyes ..
Mahshid Shahrvard thought that Amira's work could not be believed. I told him the whole story. The children have a great pang of conscience. I will tell you what I do. My job is just to cry. In these 6 months, Ramin has not called me even once, but I am all scared about that photo about that night about Amir. No. I wish I had died, I would not have shed their blood, I wish I had told Amir that he is Ramin.
Thank you for taking the time to read.
