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Unknown doer

From Republic Street, first Faisal

Between Sharif and Saudi Al-Sanadili Streets

Corona time, fireworks and firecrackers

and drugs

Unknown doer

Shimo Shabi tried to move his friend Nour Allam away from a well-known gunshot range, but he was unable to get him. Passers-by gathered around the blood-stained body lying on the sand crying next to Shimo Shabi. The crowd prevented the sound from reaching the ears, so Shimo kept slapping the face until he drew attention to the distress call. He took his friend to the nearest hospital in Hatra, next to Ghajar Dima hill in the Sahara desert.

Shimwali walked next to the mule and his friend wiped the blood on Nour's face and quickly moved both his hands on the chest to help the heart pump the blood until his eyes moved and calmness spread through Shimo's limbs and he reassured the owner of the mule that he would not be held accountable.

"What do we and Tal Dima and his companions do not do what they want. They are hired to kill. They grow poppies and all kinds of drugs." Shimo reprimands his friend Nour, who is sharp-tongued. Nour opens and closes his eyes, rejecting what Shami says.. "Remove no from your dictionary." He stirs. Head light to the other side.

The mule finally arrived at the hospital, and the doctor was able to perform five urgent operations on the head, torso, and limbs. The police station, which recorded the accident against an unknown person, was summoned. Shami and none of those standing were able to pick up any of the gunshot marks indicating its owner.

Shimo thanked God very much for the safety of his friend, and he repeated with urgency that he not return again to the power of his tongue, so as not to limit the next incident against an unknown person.

A short story written by / Mahmoud Hassan Farghaly

Member of the Writers Union

Member of the Syndicate of Film Professions

mahmoudhassanfarghaly@yahoo.com

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