As I walked through the stores of the old Islamic country, I saw all the fabulous mosques with their amazing minarets. One thing was clear to me, society and religion worked together in unison. As I looked up to the sky and saw the halo glistening, all I could think about was how beautiful the world was. A musty smell interrupted my train of thoughts and I turned around to see a man dressed in white holding a pot of geranium. He started running and I ran after him veering my way through the alleys. Then he disappeared. Who was that guy who selfishly interrupted my train of thoughts?
Samar Al ANSARI
GRADE 9.2
25/01/ 2003
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