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Leen Assil's Writings

Short Story
Dec.22.2008
Chapter 5   A groaning sound escaped her lips as she reached out to turn off the alarm clock. She climbed out of her bed and wiped her wretched tears away. Ally took off her headphones and put her iPod back in its rightful position. She walked over to her closet and picked out a few articles of clothing that apparently illuminated rays of joy. A hot pink tank top...
Poem
Dec.20.2008
I lay awake one night- Pondering, contemplating, thinking. The life I lead… Could it be ever so perfect?   Naïve, I think not. Having gone through plenty… Fighting off depressive obsessions- and Journeyed through life with shudders of fright.   A fear that dominated the soul… A haunting questions… With never-ceasing re-appearances… “Will I ever be normal?”  ...
Short Story
Dec.20.2008
The Calling of the Ocean   She opened the door and a scream was unleashed, she saw her father hanging. Death had come knocking their door, there was her father, hanging dead, motionless, his beady lifeless eyes staring at his daughter. Lily turned around and heard her mother’s frantic footsteps making their way up the wooden staircase. Lily stood by the door of...
Short Story
Dec.20.2008
Chapter 4   “ I feel horrible, yet so incredibly amazing… this is very strange, a high rate of déjà-vu may have caused it, then again I can never be too sure. I feel so free… so liberated right now. It’s only temporary though the alcohol will eventually wear out, so might as well enjoy it!”    That was what Ally scribbled on her blue journal, the sun had just set...
Dec.20.2008
Chapter 3   Making the “fake laughs and smiles show” took very little time, Ally just found herself in the parking lot of the mall. She had no recollection of the route she had taken, and time just flew by. Ally parked her car in position and sat back pondering on the fact that her face would have to go through the horrid, atrocious exercise of smiling and...
Short Story
Dec.20.2008
Chapter 2   Ally awoke with loud pounding noises beating her head, the voices were very loud and the pounding was hard and consistent. She looked around trying to remember the events of the previous night, just then her eyes  caught hold of empty marijuana bags and used matches, at that moment she remembered all that had happened. She got up with great...
Short Story
Dec.20.2008
Chapter 1   She sat by the fireplace, with big tears slowly trickling down her face. She’d never felt this way before, she’d never had such strong urges to cut & bleed. She had never before wanted to hurt herself. It was a cold snowy night, snowflakes were slowly falling from the great sky above, as if being thrown by angels. The snow fell in such a manner...
Poem
Dec.20.2008
R.I.P   Rest In Peace- All sweet souls- for... Thou shall never be heard again..   Rest In Peace, A grand-father never known- who Left behind... Far too many tears...   Rest In Peace, An uncle lost too young- Surrendered to  the grips of cancer- As a family watched, from behind the glass..   Rest In Peace, Great grand-mother of mine, Lie rested beneath precious...