The Pretty Suicide Rock

M Mohammad Skati Mohammad Skati
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It was named the Suicide Rock And everyone knew about it. It was over there on the Kournish Of the Southern Shore. It was over there for thousands of Years, but nobody told that anyone Committed suicide or threw himself or Herself because all people were good And lovely. People used to call it this name and Even after it was hidden by days and By a lot of works. All lovers and all different kinds of People used to go over there to enjoy Themselves and to enjoy the sea winds. A lot of people had good memories in That spot a long time ago. The Suicide Rock is still in the people's Pretty memories until now. Indeed it's the pretty rock that all People of the pretty city loved it. Nobody committed suicide and nobody Killed himself or herself. It's the pretty rock of time that Witnessed a lot of things and it's Still hidden somewhere and it's in Hearts and minds.

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