mercredi 26 novembre 2014

samedi 27 septembre 2014

The Fragrance of the Liar

    Once upon a time, during a sunny summer day ...
I was then 8 years. I was traveling in Morocco. One day I went with my family (my mother, my two brothers and my cousin) to Majarne, a large company owned distribution Moroccan king. The rest of my family go to the beverage section. I went in the section of fragrances to try. When suddenly, a woman approached me. She seemed to come straight out of hell. She was ugly as a raven and had black hair as coal. She had put too much kohl that was created BIG lumps.

   She asked my advice on fragrances. We started to talk everything and nothing on our tastes of perfumery. Then she asked me to hold his cell phone to try some Rexonna. I willingly accepted. She put it on the eyes. This prickled her seriously! I bursted out laughing. I returned mobile and took to their heels. I joined the rest of my family . Worse was to come, as the stranger rushed towards me in a mood of anger: << THIEF! YOU ARE A THIEF! SHE STOLE MY PHONE! >>

                                                    (END OF PART 1)

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A little presentation of me...

Heeya! My name is Keetty ♣. I am fourteen. I  love writing and painting. My dream has always been a writer since childhood. I love japanese food. In this blog, I will writing short stories straight out of my imagination, poems and also my artistic achievements. This may from time to time I write reviews of books and scientific articles or even reviews on makeup products.