the rock girl 4. The Explosion Experiment

4. The Explosion Experiment

 

Sophia had always been a diligent student, pouring herself into her studies despite the challenges she faced at school. Her love for learning extended to every subject, particularly the sciences, which fascinated her with their blend of logic and creativity. She spent countless evenings in her room surrounded by stacks of books, devouring knowledge about physics, chemistry, and engineering.

Her latest interest was a school experiment on explosions—a controlled study of how small-scale detonations could be harnessed for industrial purposes. The project was titled The Influence of Explosions on Civilization: Harnessing Energy for Industry. It was an opportunity for students to explore both the destructive and constructive potentials of explosions in a safe and controlled environment. However, some of her classmates, particularly those who had mocked her in the past, saw the experiment as an opportunity for something else entirely.

The Plan

Sophia’s classmates, led by Emily, hatched a plan to sabotage the experiment and humiliate her. They knew Sophia was meticulous, always triple-checking her calculations and following safety protocols to the letter. Their goal was to manipulate the materials used in the experiment, increasing the quantities of volatile substances to create a dangerous explosion. They hoped to either injure her or cause such a disaster that she would be blamed and expelled.

“She thinks she’s smarter than everyone else,” Emily sneered as she and her group finalized their plan. “Let’s see how she handles this.”

Lina, who overheard bits and pieces of their conversation, tried to warn Sophia. “Be careful,” she said. “I don’t trust them. Double-check everything before you start the experiment.”

Sophia nodded, her mind racing. She trusted Lina, but she couldn’t imagine her classmates would go so far as to endanger lives. Still, she resolved to stay alert.

 

The Experiment

On the day of the experiment, Sophia entered the lab feeling both nervous and excited. She had spent weeks preparing for this moment, poring over textbooks and lab manuals to ensure everything would go smoothly. Her classmates, however, wore smug expressions, their plan already set in motion.

As the materials were laid out, Sophia noticed something strange. The quantities of the reactive substances seemed higher than the amounts specified in the guidelines. She glanced around the room and noticed her classmates slowly inching away, as if anticipating something disastrous.

Her heart raced. She didn’t need much time to realize what was happening. Quickly and discreetly, she began recalculating the necessary proportions. Using her knowledge from her extensive reading, she adjusted the amounts of each substance, reducing the risk of a catastrophic explosion.

Her classmates whispered among themselves, confused by her actions. “What’s she doing?” one of them murmured. “Why is she changing the setup?”

Emily smirked. “She’s probably trying to show off. Let her. It won’t matter.”

Sophia ignored their comments and focused on her task. Once she was satisfied that the experiment was safe, she stepped back and activated the mechanism.

The Unexpected Outcome

The room fell silent as the experiment began. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then, a small, controlled explosion occurred—a faint pop followed by a harmless burst of light and heat. The reaction was far less dramatic than anyone had expected, but it was exactly what the guidelines intended: a demonstration of energy release without significant harm.

Sophia’s classmates were stunned. They had expected chaos, not this controlled display. Some of them began to inch closer, curious and confused. However, one of them accidentally triggered a secondary reaction in an area Sophia hadn’t been able to secure. A small but sharp blast followed, sending shards of glass and bits of equipment flying.

Several students screamed. A few were injured, though not seriously. Panic erupted as the master supervising the experiment rushed over, his face red with anger.

 

The Aftermath

“What happened here?” the master demanded, glaring at Sophia. “This was supposed to be a controlled experiment! What did you do?”

Before Sophia could explain, Emily chimed in. “She was acting weird the whole time. She kept changing things. Maybe she wanted this to happen!”

Sophia’s face flushed with anger and disbelief. “That’s not true! I changed the setup because I noticed the materials were off. Someone tampered with them!”

The master laughed mockingly. “Tampered with them? You mean you didn’t follow the instructions properly. I told you, a girl like you doesn’t belong in science. Maybe you should stick to your Bible studies and leave the real work to others.”

His words stung, but Sophia refused to let them break her. She held her ground, explaining her reasoning in detail. The students, however, whispered among themselves, their loyalty to Emily keeping them silent about their own involvement.

The manager arrived shortly after, along with an ambulance for the injured students. He listened to the accounts of what had happened and examined the lab setup.

“Sophia,” the manager said finally, “you’re to stay home until the investigation is complete. We’ll determine the cause of this incident and take appropriate action.”

Sophia nodded, her face calm but her heart pounding. She knew she had done everything she could to prevent disaster. If anyone was at fault, it wasn’t her.

 

At Home

That evening, Sophia sat in her room, reflecting day’s events. Her father, noticing her quiet demeanor, sat beside her.

“You look troubled, Sophia,” he said. “What’s wrong?”

She told him everything—the sabotage, the master’s mockery, the explosion, and the investigation. Her father listened patiently, his expression thoughtful.

“You did the right thing,” he said firmly. “You used your knowledge to prevent a greater disaster. That takes courage and intelligence. As for the others, their actions will come to light. Truth has a way of revealing itself.”

“But what if no one believes me?” Sophia asked, her voice trembling.

Her father smiled. “Daughter, remember what I told you about the tree growing in the rock? It doesn’t seek approval from those who doubt it. It simply grows, strong and steady, until its strength is undeniable.”

 

The Investigation

The investigation lasted several days. The lab was thoroughly examined, and the students were questioned. Lina, who had been suspicious of Emily’s group from the start, spoke up on Sophia’s behalf.

“I heard them talking about changing the materials,” she said. “They wanted to make the explosion bigger and more dangerous.”

Her testimony, combined with Sophia’s meticulous notes and calculations, painted a clear picture. The evidence showed that Sophia’s adjustments had likely prevented a far worse outcome.

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the rock girl 3 Sophia’s days

 the rock girl

3 Sophia’s days

Sophia’s days followed a strict rhythm. After school, she would walk straight home, no detours or after-school hangouts. Her evenings were spent studying diligently, helping her mother with chores, and memorizing verses from the Bible. It was a life of discipline and devotion, one her parents insisted would lead to a fulfilling future.

“There are temptations everywhere,” her mother often reminded her. “But God watches over those who walk the righteous path.”

There were no outings after sundown, no impromptu gatherings with friends. Church attendance every Sunday was non-negotiable. Sophia’s family sat in the same pew every week, her parents listening intently to the priest’s sermons while she tried to ignore the empty rows surrounding them.

It saddened her to see how few people attended regularly. The grand, echoing halls of the church felt lonely except during holidays or special events like weddings or funerals. On those days, the church was transformed, filled with laughter, chatter, and warmth. But once the occasion passed, it reverted to its usual quiet solitude.

“Why don’t people come to church anymore?” Sophia asked her father one evening.

“They’re too consumed by the world,” he replied with a sigh. “They’ve forgotten what truly matters.”

Sophia nodded, though a part of her wondered if it was more than that. Perhaps people felt the church had nothing left to offer them, or maybe they simply didn’t care. Either way, it reinforced her resolve to hold onto her faith, even if she felt like the last one doing so.

At school, Sophia continued to focus on her studies, determined to excel despite the challenges she faced. But it wasn’t easy. Her classmates weren’t the only ones who treated her poorly; some of her teachers seemed to share the sentiment.

Her math teacher, Mrs. Turner, often ignored her raised hand in class, favoring students who were louder or more outgoing. Her history teacher, Mr. Clarke, rarely acknowledged her contributions during discussions. It wasn’t outright hostility, but a subtle, pervasive neglect that left Sophia feeling invisible.

One afternoon, after receiving yet another average grade on an assignment she had poured her heart into, she decided to confront Mrs. Turner.

“Mrs. Turner,” she began, approaching the teacher’s desk after class. “I wanted to ask about my test. I studied very hard, but I feel my grade doesn’t reflect my effort.”

Mrs. Turner barely looked up from her papers. “Sophia, sometimes effort isn’t enough. You need to engage more in class.”

“But I do participate,” Sophia insisted. “You just don’t call on me.”

The teacher’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Perhaps you need to be more assertive.”

Sophia left the classroom, frustration bubbling inside her. How could she be assertive when no one seemed to listen?

Lina noticed Sophia’s mood that day. “What’s wrong?” she asked as they walked home together.

“Nothing,” Sophia replied, but her tone said otherwise.

Lina stopped in her tracks. “Sophia, you’re my friend. You can tell me.”

Sophia hesitated, then sighed. “It’s just... sometimes it feels like no one takes me seriously. Not the students, not even the teachers. It’s like they’ve already decided who I am, and nothing I do will change that.”

Lina frowned. “That’s ridiculous. You’re one of the smartest, most hardworking people I know. If they can’t see that, it’s their loss.”

“Thanks, Lina,” Sophia said, managing a small smile. “But it’s hard to keep believing that when it feels like the whole world is against me.”

“The whole world isn’t against you,” Lina said firmly. “You’ve got me. And you’ve got your faith, right?”

Sophia nodded, though the weight of her struggles still pressed heavily on her.

One Sunday morning, as Sophia sat in church, a thought struck her. What if the emptiness she felt wasn’t just about her own struggles? What if it was about something bigger, a loss of connection, not just for her, but for everyone? The empty pews, the disinterest of her classmates and teachers, even her own doubts—it all seemed connected. People had forgotten the power of faith, of community, of purpose.

After the service, she approached the priest, Father Elias, a kind but weary man who always greeted her family with warmth.

“Father, can I ask you something?” she said.

“Of course, my child,” he replied.

“Why do you think people don’t come to church anymore?”

Father Elias sighed deeply. “It’s a question I’ve asked myself many times, Sophia. People are busier than ever, chasing after things they think will make them happy, money, success, entertainment. But in the process, they’ve lost sight of what truly matters.”

“But how can we bring them back?” she asked earnestly. “How can we show them that faith still matters?”

Father Elias smiled at her enthusiasm. “It starts with people like you, Sophia. By living your faith every day, by showing kindness, love, and strength, you can inspire others. Actions speak louder than words.”

Sophia took his advice to heart. She decided to channel her frustrations into something positive. Instead of focusing on the negativity around her, she began looking for small ways to make a difference. She volunteered to help younger students with their studies, offered a kind word to those who seemed down, and even started a small Bible study group after school.

At first, the group was just her and Lina, who joined more out of loyalty than faith. But gradually, a few other students trickled in curious, skeptical, but willing to listen. Sophia didn’t preach; she simply shared stories from the Bible and discussed how they applied to everyday life. To her surprise, the group began to grow.

Even her teachers started to notice a change. Mrs. Turner, who had always been dismissive, complimented her on her improved confidence during a class presentation. Mr. Clarke asked her opinion on a historical topic and genuinely listened to her response.

It wasn’t a dramatic transformation, but it was enough to give Sophia hope.

Lina, who remained her closest
friend, teased her one day. “You know, you’re not ‘The Saint’ anymore. You’re
more like ‘The Crusader.’”

And so, Sophia’s journey continued—a
testament to the strength found in belief, the power of kindness, and the courage
to stand firm in a world that often tried to pull her away.

Sophia laughed. “I’ll take it.”

And so, Sophia’s journey continued—a
testament to the strength found in belief, the power of kindness, and the courage
to stand firm in a world that often tried to pull her away.

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the rock girl 2 Sophia’s days

 the rock girl

2 Sophia’s days

Sophia’s days followed a strict rhythm. After school, she would walk straight home, no detours or after-school hangouts. Her evenings were spent studying diligently, helping her mother with chores, and memorizing verses from the Bible. It was a life of discipline and devotion, one her parents insisted would lead to a fulfilling future.

“There are temptations everywhere,” her mother often reminded her. “But God watches over those who walk the righteous path.”

There were no outings after sundown, no impromptu gatherings with friends. Church attendance every Sunday was non-negotiable. Sophia’s family sat in the same pew every week, her parents listening intently to the priest’s sermons while she tried to ignore the empty rows surrounding them.

It saddened her to see how few people attended regularly. The grand, echoing halls of the church felt lonely except during holidays or special events like weddings or funerals. On those days, the church was transformed, filled with laughter, chatter, and warmth. But once the occasion passed, it reverted to its usual quiet solitude.

“Why don’t people come to church anymore?” Sophia asked her father one evening.

“They’re too consumed by the world,” he replied with a sigh. “They’ve forgotten what truly matters.”

Sophia nodded, though a part of her wondered if it was more than that. Perhaps people felt the church had nothing left to offer them, or maybe they simply didn’t care. Either way, it reinforced her resolve to hold onto her faith, even if she felt like the last one doing so.

At school, Sophia continued to focus on her studies, determined to excel despite the challenges she faced. But it wasn’t easy. Her classmates weren’t the only ones who treated her poorly; some of her teachers seemed to share the sentiment.

Her math teacher, Mrs. Turner, often ignored her raised hand in class, favoring students who were louder or more outgoing. Her history teacher, Mr. Clarke, rarely acknowledged her contributions during discussions. It wasn’t outright hostility, but a subtle, pervasive neglect that left Sophia feeling invisible.

One afternoon, after receiving yet another average grade on an assignment she had poured her heart into, she decided to confront Mrs. Turner.

“Mrs. Turner,” she began, approaching the teacher’s desk after class. “I wanted to ask about my test. I studied very hard, but I feel my grade doesn’t reflect my effort.”

Mrs. Turner barely looked up from her papers. “Sophia, sometimes effort isn’t enough. You need to engage more in class.”

“But I do participate,” Sophia insisted. “You just don’t call on me.”

The teacher’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Perhaps you need to be more assertive.”

Sophia left the classroom, frustration bubbling inside her. How could she be assertive when no one seemed to listen?

Lina noticed Sophia’s mood that day. “What’s wrong?” she asked as they walked home together.

“Nothing,” Sophia replied, but her tone said otherwise.

Lina stopped in her tracks. “Sophia, you’re my friend. You can tell me.”

Sophia hesitated, then sighed. “It’s just... sometimes it feels like no one takes me seriously. Not the students, not even the teachers. It’s like they’ve already decided who I am, and nothing I do will change that.”

Lina frowned. “That’s ridiculous. You’re one of the smartest, most hardworking people I know. If they can’t see that, it’s their loss.”

“Thanks, Lina,” Sophia said, managing a small smile. “But it’s hard to keep believing that when it feels like the whole world is against me.”

“The whole world isn’t against you,” Lina said firmly. “You’ve got me. And you’ve got your faith, right?”

Sophia nodded, though the weight of her struggles still pressed heavily on her.

One Sunday morning, as Sophia sat in church, a thought struck her. What if the emptiness she felt wasn’t just about her own struggles? What if it was about something bigger, a loss of connection, not just for her, but for everyone? The empty pews, the disinterest of her classmates and teachers, even her own doubts—it all seemed connected. People had forgotten the power of faith, of community, of purpose.

After the service, she approached the priest, Father Elias, a kind but weary man who always greeted her family with warmth.

“Father, can I ask you something?” she said.

“Of course, my child,” he replied.

“Why do you think people don’t come to church anymore?”

Father Elias sighed deeply. “It’s a question I’ve asked myself many times, Sophia. People are busier than ever, chasing after things they think will make them happy, money, success, entertainment. But in the process, they’ve lost sight of what truly matters.”

“But how can we bring them back?” she asked earnestly. “How can we show them that faith still matters?”

Father Elias smiled at her enthusiasm. “It starts with people like you, Sophia. By living your faith every day, by showing kindness, love, and strength, you can inspire others. Actions speak louder than words.”

Sophia took his advice to heart. She decided to channel her frustrations into something positive. Instead of focusing on the negativity around her, she began looking for small ways to make a difference. She volunteered to help younger students with their studies, offered a kind word to those who seemed down, and even started a small Bible study group after school.

At first, the group was just her and Lina, who joined more out of loyalty than faith. But gradually, a few other students trickled in curious, skeptical, but willing to listen. Sophia didn’t preach; she simply shared stories from the Bible and discussed how they applied to everyday life. To her surprise, the group began to grow.

Even her teachers started to notice a change. Mrs. Turner, who had always been dismissive, complimented her on her improved confidence during a class presentation. Mr. Clarke asked her opinion on a historical topic and genuinely listened to her response.

It wasn’t a dramatic transformation, but it was enough to give Sophia hope.

Lina, who remained her closest
friend, teased her one day. “You know, you’re not ‘The Saint’ anymore. You’re
more like ‘The Crusader.’”

And so, Sophia’s journey continued—a
testament to the strength found in belief, the power of kindness, and the courage
to stand firm in a world that often tried to pull her away.

Sophia laughed. “I’ll take it.”

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The rock’s girl

1. The rock’s girl

Sophia walked through the crowded hallways of Oakridge High with her head held high. Her long, dark hair fell in waves down her back, and her schoolbooks were clutched tightly to her chest. She avoided eye contact with the clusters of girls giggling by their lockers or the boys who leaned casually against the walls, their voices loud and teasing. She wasn’t like them. At least, that’s what they said.

“The Saint and the Puritan,” they whispered when she walked past.

Sometimes they said it with a sneer, other times with mock reverence. The names clung to her, a mix of ridicule and disdain. She pretended not to hear. She was used to it by now.

Sophia came from a devout Orthodox Christian family of Middle Eastern descent. Her parents had raised her with strict values: no alcohol, no drugs, no dating until marriage. These principles were ingrained in her since childhood. To her classmates, this made her strange, even otherworldly.

Her only friend or colleague, as Sophia liked to call her was Lina, a fiery Ukrainian girl who had arrived at Oakridge a year ago. Lina’s family had fled the war between Russia and Ukraine, and though she had endured unimaginable hardship, her spirit was unbroken. She was bold, adventurous, and often baffled by Sophia’s quiet resolve.

“You’re wasting your youth, Sophia,” Lina said one afternoon as they sat together under an old oak tree during lunch. “You’re beautiful, intelligent. Why don’t you let yourself live a little? Make friends with boys and girls. Fall in love.”

Sophia smiled softly, biting into her apple. “You know why. My parents taught me that love is sacred, meant for marriage. It’s not something to be thrown around like a game. I respect that.”

Lina sighed, exasperated. “But it’s not just about love. Friendship! Connection! You can’t shut the world out forever.”

“I’m not shutting the world out,” Sophia replied calmly. “I’m just choosing to live differently.”

“Differently,” Lina echoed, shaking her head. “You mean alone.”

Sophia said nothing. She had heard it all before from her classmates, from teachers who tried to encourage her to join clubs or activities, and even from Lina. But what none of them understood was that she didn’t feel alone. Her

faith and the values instilled in her by her family were her foundation. They gave her strength when others sought to tear her down.

One Friday afternoon, a group of girls from Sophia’s class decided to test her resolve. They approached her in the library, where she was studying for an upcoming chemistry test. The leader of the group, Emily, had a smirk on her face as she leaned against the table.

“Hey, Saint Sophia,” Emily drawled, her tone sugary sweet. “We’re having a party tonight at Jake’s house. You should come. Lots of people, lots of fun.”

Sophia didn’t look up from her notebook. “No, thank you.”

“Oh, come on,” another girl chimed in. “Don’t be such a prude. You might actually enjoy yourself.”

“I don’t drink,” Sophia said simply.

Emily’s smirk widened. “Of course, you don’t. You’re too perfect for that, aren’t you? Too pure.”

The girls burst into laughter, their mocking voices ringing out across the quiet library. Sophia felt her cheeks flush, but she kept her composure.

Lina appeared moments later, her sharp blue eyes scanning the scene. “What’s going on here?” she demanded, stepping protectively between Sophia and the group.

“Nothing,” Emily said with a shrug. “Just inviting your friend to loosen up for once in her life.”

“Yeah, right,” Lina snapped. “Why don’t you mind your own business?”

The girls exchanged a few more snide remarks before finally leaving. Lina turned to Sophia, her expression softening. “You okay?”

Sophia nodded. “I’m used to it.”

“That doesn’t make it right,” Lina muttered, sitting down beside her. “They’re just jealous, you know. You’re stronger than all of them combined.”

Sophia smiled faintly. “Thanks, Lina.”

Despite her outward calm, the incident stayed with Sophia. She lay awake that night, staring at the ceiling of her room. A part of her wondered if she was doing the right thing. Was she really strong, or was she just afraid? Afraid of breaking the rules, of disappointing her parents, of stepping outside the boundaries she had always known.

She thought about Lina’s words, about the laughter of her classmates. Doubt crept in, but she quickly pushed it away. She trusted her upbringing, her beliefs. They had carried her this far, and she wasn’t about to abandon them now.

The next morning, Lina showed up at her door, unannounced but welcome as always. “I’ve decided we’re going out,” she declared.

“Out where?” Sophia asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Just to the park,” Lina said with a grin. “Don’t worry, no wild parties. I promise.”

Sophia laughed despite herself. “Fine. Let me grab my jacket.”

As they strolled through the park, Lina spoke about her life in Ukraine before the war, her friends, her family, the bustling city streets she missed so much. Sophia listened intently, grateful for the glimpse into a world so different from her own.

“You know,” Lina said after a while, “I admire you, Sophia. Truly. You stick to what you believe, no matter what anyone says.”

Sophia looked at her, surprised. “I thought you thought I was too strict, too... rigid.”

“I do,” Lina admitted with a chuckle. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t respect you. You’ve got more guts than most people I know.”

“Thanks, Lina,” Sophia said, her voice soft. “That means a lot.”

Over time, Sophia and Lina’s friendship deepened. They were an odd pair—the devout Orthodox girl and the free-spirited Ukrainian—but they balanced each other in ways neither could have anticipated. Lina taught Sophia to be more open-minded, to see the world beyond the narrow lens of her upbringing. And Sophia, in turn, showed Lina the strength that came from unwavering faith and

conviction.

In the end, the names they called
her didn’t matter. She wasn’t just “The Saint” or “The Puritan.” She was
Sophia—faithful, strong, and unshakably true to herself. And that was
enough.

Sophia never did attend any wild
parties or drink alcohol. She never dated a boy from her school or let peer
pressure dictate her choices. But she found something far more valuable: a
friendship that transcended differences, a bond built on mutual respect and
understanding.

The ridicule from classmates didn’t
stop, but Sophia found it easier to bear with Lina by her side. She learned
that being different wasn’t a weakness but a kind of quiet power. And though
she still adhered to her beliefs, she began to understand that true strength
lay not in isolation, but in the courage to be herself, no matter what.

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the pharaoh's glory chapter 8

 

Chapter 8

Charles said, "Why don't you go to tell him about this idea?"

The vicar said, "No, me, he will have considered me unfaithful"

Margaret said, "And when you said his divinity will go with wind!"

The vicar said, "What do you mean my small lady about the divinity"

Margaret said, "You considered his majesty is the God for only you or for all world"

The vicar fell in hesitance and said, "Mmmmmm, fooooor all people of course!"

Margaret said, "And that means that he takes care of all souls"

The vicar said, "But the soul of our enemies must go to hell!"

Margaret said, "Yes of course, but if they don't know that he is the God!"

The vicar said, "What do you mean?"

Margaret said, "If he keeps their souls safely, they may believe at him"

The vicar said, "No, it is the victory, the glory and the big glory"

Samy said, "And the honor of humidity"

The vicar laughed and said, "What by the hell, do you mean by that expression "the honor of humidity"? Do you expect what will they do if they have achieved the victory? They will have made us as small pieces of food for wild animals and wild birds"

Samy said, "That is good, but his majesty will make a great new habit"

Andrea said, "And the love, did not you mention his great love?"

Didn't you mention that his wife "Nefertiti"?"

The vicar said, "I agree with you, but how it can be. If his majesty accepts this offer, how you can argue the others?"

Samy said, "That is easy! First go "dear sir" and tell him"

The vicar said, "I am afraid, he might cut off my head"

Charles said, "And you will enter the history as the first calling for peace"

The vicar said, "Mock me as you want! May God help me!"

Samy said," Let pharaoh hear us!"

The vicar said, "May I do!"

The vicar went with hesitating steps till he reached the pharaoh

He said, "Dear majesty"

The boys and girls moved also as they were not seen except by the vicar and they reached to the pharaoh. The vicar did his Talisman that made the pharaoh heard the boys and the girls.

Samy said, "Dear majesty! We know you achieved the great victory, but there is another great victory waiting for you!"

The pharaoh looked around and looked at the vicar and said, "Who is taking?"

The vicar said, "Keep your balance and keep calm, dear majesty!"

The pharaoh said, "Tell me who is talking? Are they the souls to kill me and finish the war?"

The vicar said, "No, I swear with my God it didn't go"

The pharaoh said, "Then, who are they?"

The vicar murmured

Margaret talked in hurry, "We are the souls of peace and souls of safe"

"What?" The pharaoh asked.

Charles said, "We are the souls of peace"

The pharaoh said, "No, no, you are the worst souls!"

Andrea said, "No, we come to you to get you a great victory"

The pharaoh wondered and said, "More than that victory. It will contain war and fighting!"

Samy said, "No, it will not contain the peace, the hero of war and peace will be "Ramses II""

The pharaoh said, "What a peace?"

Andrea said, "Peace for that battle's, peace for love and for happy"

The pharaoh said, "What a peace? Say something!" He looked at the vicar.

The vicar said, "The peace between you and your …."

The vicar stopped.

The pharaoh said at anger, "Tell me with your bad devil with whom?"

The vicar said in fear voice, "With your enemies!"

The pharaoh said at complete revolution of anger, "No, you are unfaithful guy, you deserve to be killed and you make those spirits to achieve your bad aim!"

The vicar said, "Kill, no my majesty! I came here to tell you about a new civilization and a new world. The Egyptians don't like the blood bleeding and the killing"

The pharaoh said in moderate mood," That is true, and as I am the pharaoh of the modern world how can I achieve the peace between me and the enemies? Look if they had achieved this victory, they would do that peace!"

Charles said, "My only hero, if you achieve that peace, you will be ready to establish a great land and great rule. You are only one all over that world who will deserve it"

Pharaoh said, "What?"

Samy said, "Yes, no war, no hate. All power will go and move to build a great and an advanced land all over the world"

The pharaoh said, "Like what?"

Margaret said, "As in cultivate lands, in industry, in astronaut and in soldiering"

Andrea took the end of speech and said, "And the love, you can build great temples for you and your lover Nefertiti"

The pharaoh said with great smile, "Do you know about my beauty woman?"

Margaret said, "The land and the sky knew that!"

The pharaoh said with amazing look, "Knew that!"

Samy said in arguing speech, "Tell us what your opinion!"

The pharaoh said in mocking voice, "About what?"

Margaret said, "About the peace!"

He looked at his vicar and asked, "What is your opinion?"

The vicar said, "My opinion is which you see my lord. I see it"

The pharaoh said, "What? I take your opinion at marriage! You should tell me in frank. What is your opinion?"

The man said, "It is good idea and who has the will like you can make everything he wants for the human body and all creatures!"

The pharaoh said in a mock smile," Me!''

The vicar, the boys and the girls said at the same voice," Yes! Dear majesty!''

The pharaoh said with hesitating voice, "I accept with one condition"

They all said in astonishment, "What?"

The pharaoh repeated, "With one condition!"

They all said "What?"

He said, "As I am the hero here and I am getting the victory. So, the enemy must begin to call for the peace."

They all said," What? How can it be?"

They looked at each other and Samy said," Dear hero, we all knew you are getting the victory, but the blood and those corps are very bad to human sense, you are the hero and you said you are the king who take care of his nation, and these corps are also indeed were needed to yours. You are taking care of your nation life and safe and also the people who will tend to be killed at the war"

He said," I know, I know but that is my condition"

Andrea with his wide blue eyes and said to her friends," Let's go and try with the other king"

They could cross the ways as the swords, arrows and the lances could not touch them, but the view of war making them in horror and fear. So, they became very eager to stop this awful war.

They could finally reach and become near the second Muatlli. Charles could stop his horse and beauty Margaret became nearest the king's ear and said," Dear majesty!"

The king got troubled and made his horse in bad temper that made it in bad mode. It moved here and there in circle making its neigh in loud. The king's heart was filled with fears he saw four horses moving without any knight or rider. They all could stop again and Andrea said," Dear majesty!"

The king looked with horror and said, "Who are here? Who are yoou?"

They all said," We are the angels of mercy!"

We come to make the happy

We came to establish the beauty

Of life without war and angry"

The king said," Angels of mercy, beauty, angry! Then you are may the devils' prophets"

Charles said," No, we are the angels of mercy!"

The king said," Then, show me!"

Samy said, "The victory and the beating of Ramses II who is your basic enemy! These is awful Ramses II"

Margaret said, "You don't know completely, we are the angels of mercy to establish the peace, the calm and the safe"

The king said, "Good, gooood! So you can stop this awful war!"

They said, "What?!"

The king said at bad and loud voice, "What?!"

He completed, "When I ask you to do a wish you said that word as stupid guys, you are not the angels but you are the devils and criminals and if you don't go, I will burn that bad place with all guys and animals"

His horse neighed again. The king stroke its nick slightly and said, "Go now!"

Samy said, "We said what we could do!"

The king's face smiled as he got finally end of his big beat and said, "Then do it!"

Charles said" You know you are near to be beaten''

The king said," Me, no there are more turns. Who can say that? I am the hero and the victory is by my side"

They all said at one sound, "What about more bloods and injuring persons?"

The king said," But finally, I will get the victory"

Andrea said,'' And those who the death had kidnapped their souls. Who can return them?"

The king smiled in idiots.

Margaret said, "So call for peace!"

The king laughed in wondered, smiled and said, "Call for peace! So I must go in that battle and said, "Who saw the lost peace? Who saw him?"

Andrea said, "No, no dear majesty! You must tell the pharaoh to deal a peace agreement"

The king said at amazing, "And what are you doing?

Charles said, "You agree for the peace!"

The king said after silent and thinking, "Yes, but under one condition"

They said at one voice, "Your enemy asks for peace first!"

He said at astonishment, "What? How do you know?"

He continued, "I become trusting you as angels of mercy, so show me!"

They all gathered away of the king.

Samy said, "This is a big problem! How can we deal with this problem?

Margaret said, "Every king proud of himself and don't look to his soldiers, what do they suffer and face of weak? What are they feeling when they became nearest to death? All wanted to get the honor of victory."

Charles said, "All of them looked in ego and forgot the other human rights"

Andrea said, "Why don't we think in spite of taking at useless words? Making them at wise act?"

Margaret said," What? The wise men are best than us!"

Andrea said at nerves and loud voice, "Yes of course!"

Charles became nearer to her and said at nervous, "And our job isn't good? Isn't good?"

Samy said, "Hschhhhh! I've got an idea"

They all said, "Tell us"

He said," We will mock both of them!"

They said, "How?"

He said, "That is easy! So follow me!"

He told them.

Then, they went to the king again and said, "The pharaoh will do what you ask!"

The king said," Certainly! "He talked at low sound," How can the winner ask for peace that is mad and stupid think?"

He remembered his arrogance. He murmured,' 'As you said!"

He continued "If I am the winner

I still at fight, fight

Till I got the fighter

Yes, my name will bright

Every enemy will be escaper

My name will dig at sight

To be immortal forever"

Andrea said, "Dear majesty! Who do the winning?"

The king amazed at silent

Margaret said," the soldiers and the fate which was written before you…."

The king interrupted her and said, "I don't understand what you say!"

The king continued, "Go forward and do not backward"

Andrea said," The pharaoh will not do!"

The king became angry," Who said he is the winner, he must prove that!"

Andrea said, "I don't mean that you are the beaten!"

Charles said in hurry "The warrior goes in forward not backward until he made a mock plane!"

The king said with suddenly smile and loud voice as one got treasure suddenly, "Yes! What do you want to do?"

"And if the pharaoh goes aside or back or downs his sword and enters it in its pod. Is it a sign enough to stop or call for peace?" Samy committed.

The king said, "Hmmmm. It may be!"

Andrea said, "Please dear king, it is certainly!"

The king said, "I said "it may be! Who can stop again my opinion?"

Samy said, "No one, but we still have unseen power, we can send you at the deeper land now!"

The king said, "You "and laughed." you are little angels" he continued.

After he had finished his words, Samy took his sword and hardly carried it while the king tried to prevent him by his hand and Andrea bit him strongly at hurry. Charles pushed him, when the horse fell down as Samy stroke its back legs strongly with the back of sword. Margaret and Andrea with Samy left the sword up toward the face of the king.

to be continued

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the highest home chapter5

 

Chapter 5

The king suddenly entered

The king said,'' Give him also the keys"

He faced the man

And said, 'you will be the case safer

If you did wrong you will be killed"

The man changed his mood

He shouted, "Live king, live king!"

The man remembered that woman

He hurried and asked

Her to marry him

She hesitated

She said," under three conditions."

 The woman said, "There are three conditions

First let me pray to my God

At night

Second let me fast

Two days at a week

And three at middle of the month

And you pray to your God 

This is the third

What do you say''

The man accepted

He began to pray

He married her

He felt he had a treasure

More than any treasure

He felt his life began

He sensed the life smiled

He tried to be honest

And told her every pet

He memorized every song

That talked about love

They lived in rosy dream

They had honey in dream

Till he heard about collusion

The minster planned to kill the king

And have kingdom and be a king

The man told the king

The king ensured from that

He laughed and said,

Facing the minister in sad,''

Why was the man created in hurry?

I wanted to give you the crown

After my son was gone

He was killed doing his roll

Defending against the dull

But you hide the worst

You deserved to be killed

But I wanted any harm

Go fast and dismissed"

The king went in sad

His door was closed

Then he invited to big celebration

The celebration contained imagination

Acrobatic and magic motion

The king announced an important decision

 

 

 

 

 

 

The king said in loud

Between his nations those were gathered

He said," my son had dead

In a war as a knight

He was brave and could fight

To get our kingdom free and advanced

Live my son and his spirit

Live my son with angles at side

Where is no dark but light"

The people repeated that word

He said, "As I lost my son

The minster was discovered as unfaithful

I found the life is awful

The enemies surrounded our wall

I got old at all

I announced that man is your king

He will govern withy very justice

He will lead you to advance

And make your land in brilliance"

The man stood and said,''

Dear majesty, "do you know

Who am I?

I may be a liar"

The king closed his mouth

He said," I knew everything''

He whispered in his ear,"

You were jailed as a thief

And got your freedom

Till you got your function''

He faced the people saying

"Salute your future king"

The people said,"

Live our king,

Live our king"

The man stood and cried

He thanked his king and said''

The favor is for my master

Live our king

Live our king"

The kingdom lived in advanced

The justice was established

Every span was green

Every place was clean

The hearts got kind

The thinking for civil was for mind''

The boy laughed and said

"That I had said

I will build every stone

Of cloud and the ice tie

 With love and clear mind"

Its lands will be of ice

That will be white in appearance

It will be surrounded with its clearance

It will be colored with butterfly

Those bring roses at high'

We laughed and said,"

How will it be carry

At high level of the sky?

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the highest house Chapter 4

 

Chapter 4

We said," that is good

But what is the tied

Materials which will you tie?

We knew that the bricks needed cement

The old Egyptians built their homes with stones

They tied them with mud

The planets tied with attract force

What will tie those clouds?''

We thought he was in trouble

He will let that talk at all

He said with laugh

"That is I will tell

The tie will be small ice

Coming from the clouds

Their surfaces will be polished

They will be straight and smooth

The wind with hot air

Of the breath of the dragon

Melt them with fun

Till they got tied

The kind wind will lift up

The hard wind will push it in strong

Over the floor which is smooth

The air will push out

The tied will be forced

I will make these

At another rows

Till the building stands

I tied them also with love

It tied them with enough

Force to be very tough"

We looked in amazing and I say

"You reminded me with the king

Who wanted the store for the case

It was filled with money and jewels

He asked for the honest person!

The minister was puzzled

He said,'' let do examine"

He put a pile of money

In front of market

There is a traveler

He lost his money

As the thieves attacked him

He entered the woman tent

Wanted to attack and kill

When she saw him

She smiled with brilliant

She said, "what do you want?

He found her so brilliant

He said," why do you live in bad

Manner and move to the rest"

She said, "I live with him'

He looked around

He found no one

He said after he lifted his sword,"

Who and where?"

The woman said," he is up

See you and protect

Me from any harm

He approached and said

So he can prevent me

As I want you with love"

When he approached

She prayed to the God

"Save me my lord"

She prayed with honest

The sword was fallen

The man was paralyzed

He tried and tried

The trying was out

He discovered he was dull

And the worst over the land

He knelled and cried

He said," forgive me my honest

And faithful over the world"

He remembered when he was a prison

He was jailed for long

And when he got his freedom

He met an old man

Give him some gold

To begin his life

But the thieves stole them

He cried and knelled

Asking her to forgive

She forgave with smile

He wanted to go

She smiled with attract look

Saying, 'Where do you go?''

He said, ''out, to let you

Safe and pray to your Lord"

She said, "You entered my home

Without taking your present

As you are my guest"

He looked around

She said, "You think I am poor

But I am rich with him

Come and do as I told"

She taught him how to wash

And pray to his God

He went with great hope

When he entered the market

Asking for work

, He found that gold

He thanked his God

Saying it is treasure from the sky

I will be rich and will be in high

I will be account in special guy

My world smiles to me

My time stands with me

Finally, I will be rich

I have every demand and wish

I closed every prison

I teach every one

How to love his God?

But if that money

For poor one or ill

No, I will go

And give that to the police man"

When he went

And told his word

The police arrested him

And brought him to the king.

The king told him

"Why did you steal that money?

Do you know that is mine?"

The man said," No, dear majesty

I don't know in fine"

The king got angry

He ordered to go to the minister

The minster asked

"why did you steal that money?'

The man said, "No, I don't steal that

The minster asked," where did you find?"

He said, 'out of the market."

The minister said,

"How do you know it is money?""

The man answered, "By opening the pocket."

The minister, "So you take enough

And let the rest"

He sword with his God

The minister said

"Why did you open the pocket?

You remembered me with the cat

When she was guard

Of her cats' friends

When she found a mouse

She was ordered to tell hers

She found a place

Where it has a lot of mice

She used to attack one

She did not tell anyone

Till the cats felt with food

Has been little and felt hunger

The boss knew her unfaithful

She was remarked

And fired out"

The man said,"

You remembered with that

The king of wheel

Used to get a lot of crop

The farmers who used to get

Complain to the sun of thought

That the king took the crop

And give it to his friends

Insects and birds

The king knew that

He cried a lot

He got ill

There was not crop

The birds complain

They asked the sun

To tell the farmers

They will not take the crop

The farmers got happy

The ill of the king increased

The farmers asked the sun

"Why doesn't he get fine?'

The sun visited him

He said, "I was accused

That I am thief

I have to leave

That awful life"

The framers cried

The birds got sad

The farmers have to apologize"

The sun ran fast

The sun counted the crop

She knew that

The crop is little

Than the crop that the farmers take''

The king prayed to the God

The insects swore that they will help

In getting more crop

They helped the farmers

The sun got more rays

The soil got more minerals

The crop increased

The minister said,

''So you confident that you stole"

The minister completed

After the man cried

You will be here

Under eye and remarked"

The man was accepted

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