Hiiiiiiiii alll
I'll tell you my fancy Childhood story but from the beginning if you find (any) spelling or grammatical mistakes forgive me because till now and I am a third year student. Frankly students (commit such) mistakes .Anyway, when I was a child I ^ loved cats but not all of its kinds just those which have white (fur)..
Once upon a time, when I was playing in the street I saw a nice cat that has blue eyes and long (fur), I followed her till I (caught) and brought her to the bathroom just to bathe her because I heard my mom says " All the cats that live in the street are not clean" and because I was a child I did not understand the hidden meaning I took her to the bathtub and the cat began to (say) ( meeeo meeeeeeeeeeo ) I thought she loved the shower after the shower, the (the fur of the cat)became like SPAEKI style and she started to cough .After that, I put some spices in the milk that the cat drunk, her eyes became red and began to say meoooooooooomeooooooo, my mom saw her and threw her from the balcony (the 4th one) and the cat did not die from that threw but when she arrived to the ground and passed the street a huge car (crashed her and the cat was dead). I began to cry then I brought her and make a funeral to the cat.

قاسم عيسى, The point from this topic -or 90% of it- is to make others laugh.
At least it's a normal word not a Quranic Verse.
Thanks for correcting.

No, more than us....much, much more.

حلواني, قاسم عيسى,
those are really sad stories..I feel very sad when I see a dead animal and I also have a story with a bird but I can't help telling it in a funny way

The Super Girl
There was a kind of strings stuck in the brazier of our neighbours' house..I mean some kind of spiny strings on the external wall of our neighbour's..I was entering the house when I noticed a dead bird stuck in the strings..I felt very sorry for it that day ..After a week maybe,I was going home when I saw another bird that was still alive and struggling to free itself from the strings..the super girl(that's me) went quickly inside the house and brought a ladder..A long one ..and I brought also a scissor to cut the strings ..that bird tried to attack me so I was obliged to fix it to the wall in order to cut the strings..But,when I cut the strings and left the bird to fly..It flew towards my face and I stepped back subconsciously.. and the super heroine fell from the high ladder ..AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA….CRACK..OOOOUCH… and I was on the ground like a cat ..I didn't believe nothing happened to me ..the ladder was so high but I was OK..maybe that's because I did something good at that day..

هدى,
what are you doing here
don't you have sections to watch??
English studennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnts we have an intruder heeeeeeeeeeeere


19898487389473 welcome to my sweetheart Haddoni
I liked your story ..we can call it ( result of jealousy)
I didn't know you are such a cruel criminal
I will be careful the next time I talk to you

I WAS ONCE AN ACTOR

It seams like yesterday ; I was in the sixth grade when I participated in a school activity ; I was chosen by my Arabic teacher to play the major role in a kind of diminutive play , and it was a masculine role ! , but there is always a competitor in things we like to do ; It was a tall and dark skin girl with mannish facial appearance . Actually, she was more convincing to do such role due to only her angular features .

After few days of choosing me to do that role I got very sick , and I was absent for two days .Although I was completely ill , I came to school because there was only two days for the show . I went directly to the workout room ; I entered the room to be shocked to see my competitor playing my own role , I looked to my teacher reproachfully , she immediately started to justify her action and said '' we heard that you are very sick '' . I knew that my teacher prefers me and believes of what I can do ; I looked to her, I could barely speak , and I said '' trust me I can do it '', so she couldn't do anything but to say yes .

After that , the day of the show came ; I woke up that day , and my voice was wholly disappeared , my mother prepared some hot milk for me and prayed God to make me succeed in that day ; I went to school ; I dressed up the character clothes ; my teacher drew a mustache on my face meanwhile I was sweating because of my high temperature ; she looked to my eyes and said "I trusted you , and I know that you will do it '' , then the show started , and I was really astonished that my voice came out again !!! that I said all my sentences remarkably . Luckily , my voice was more convincing that it looked more masculine because of the rattle sound that appears with my voice because of my sore throat , and my performance was great ; every one thanked me for my efforts .

Then my mother came to school and asked the management of the school to take me home cause I was sick , they told her that I can never be sick after such great performance that day , so she knew that I did well and was proud of me .