It wasn't long before she saw the looks of that young man, aware of howattractive her body was with these short shorts.She arrived with friends to Saint-Gery, asked for a glass of water, whileeveryone asked for his favorite beer, as Belgium is famous for its beerindustry, especially "Triple Carmelite". Occasionally, she shared alcoholwith them, but... Continue Reading →

I put on my red blouse, carried my laptop, as a common practice of most youth nowadays, and left home with no real sense of time. I had the desire to walk alone. Night fell swiftly and I was too over-thinking to observe it stretching over the road ahead of me. I got into my... Continue Reading →

Maha grew up in the Syrian refugee camp of Yarmouk, where her father married at a late age. She had lost her mother to cancer when she was fifteen, and a peel of her own soul had perished. She bore a great responsibility early on, and struggled to get her college degree while looking after... Continue Reading →