She Is the One Who Killed Me

Khalifa Al Muhairi

One does not know what goes on in their hidden world.
He was towering and beautiful, and when he fell, the sound of his fall was terrifying.
As if a mountain had collapsed with its immensity and power, he was the kind of man you feel would never die or couldn't die. That's how one thinks when they see him filling his surroundings with life, working like a strange device that moves the flow of life around people, and then events start coming to you from all directions, happy events occurring to you. He produces and distributes life without deceptive packaging or illusionary embellishments. I never thought someone like him would leave our lives in a despicable car accident...