Assalam u alikum

Writing is the best way to describe You can express your heart's feelings in pearls of words and share your feeling with anyone. There are different periods in life, sometimes good and sometimes bad, but the time when we feel bad is actually bad. It doesn't happen now that we are feeling bad about ourselves.
I chose thursday and thought of writing a story. I like the subject of stories. I am not a regular writer but if I write I can become a good writer.
My story is about a girl who felt that all the problems were on her and she was fed up with her life. This girl's name was Larib. She was 8 years old when her parents got divorced and her mother won the custody case against him. Larib's mother did not want Larib to live with his father because he was an alcoholic and had a gambling addiction. And Larib started living with her mother, then her mother took care of her and she became a school principal to run the house. Both of their lives were going well until Larib's mother became the principal of the school one day. saw her doing the rounds She was very cute and looked beautiful because of her simplicity Larib's mother was wearing a light pink long shirt with white trouser and a dupatta both pink and white mix color.
She was lovingly explaining something to a child at that time. The principal called her to his office and asked her questions about her personal life. She was surprised as to what kind of personal questions she was asking and why. asked in plain words whether you are married, he replied that I am divorced, I have a daughter
The principal, whose name was Zubair, said that his wife had passed away and proposed marriage to Larib's mother, she refused and went home.Larib's mother took advice from her family and everyone said that Zubair is a good person, you will be happy with him and then Larib's mother agreed to the marriage. So she was happy there but Zubair's mother didn't like her at all and she wanted to somehow get Larib out of the house.Larib's mother sent Larib to her grandmother's house, where her cousins used to tease her and she sat alone crying. She didn't pay any special attention to him as if she didn't seem like anything to him, she returned to her grandmother's house with a sad heart and then one day her grandmother passed away, so Larib felt that her mother would now take her home with her.But that didn't happen, her mother put her in the hostel and said to Larib that I have other responsibilities, you will stay comfortably here and left her in the girls' hostel. It was completely dull, life was meaningless,she felt that she will die only then will he get peace, so all the difficulties have been written for her. After all, what was her fault that this happened to her?
End of Story We often have stories on Thursday nights. My grandmother used to tell us different stories at night. I hope you will like my story.