School of Foreign Languages

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My story : The Evil Whispers

Thursday, 23 July 2015، 01:12 AM

One day a friend of mine told me that there is a person who is in need and we had to help her. I decided to send her some money. On the way back home I was thinking about the amount and means for the money to be delivered. However I was so exhausted that i was not able to make it when I arrived home. The next day, I forgot it as well due to several other occupations. The day after it I thought that probably others have helped her so far and she may not need my help anymore. As a matter of fact, other friends have had helped her and the issue was solved. In retrospect, I think someone was always whispering in my ears along the way to postpone it for later “…someone else will help her and you will need your money…” I regret that I did not help her as well as myself going with the tempting whispers. I think I had to seek refuge from those evil whispers on the way to do good deeds.  


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Comments  (۲)

  • F. Arjmandi
  • salam

    Excellent! What a great simple but true story about all my delays in life...someone else might have done it...and I justify my procrastination by some trivial alibis...

    best wishes and wait for ur next stories!

    Dear Ms Mottaki
    realistic and beautiful! Thanks for your nice story  . I hope you keep writing stories because I am fond of short ones a lot
    Best wishes


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