For what crime was agony?
by Bahar Mehr
Short news was spread everywhere.
A girl over the bridge of the week. The peddler looked up: This girl wants to match what? A taxi driver pulled out and looked at her and said to himself, much to my daughter looks like, does not that…?
One boy ran across the street and said: Hey! What are you doing, girl?
But at that moment did not hear the hum tired of not working! tired from life.
Despite all his tired cry of infidelity, all this time out of her eyes were crossed.
Pigeon flew overhead. Was white and beautiful.
His eyes fell on a piece of white cloud. It was as if she was worried about her.
It lies next to the bridge railing and the breeze that shook the little brunette.
He looked down to see a woman in the eyes of his mother was associated tied. Oh mother! He had not seen for a long time.
Remember the laughter was her little brother always bothering him. When his laughter was almost fainted when I’m with you, as if the world.
Her sister, who had married, they went together to the room where it intimates were together for years in her sister kissed her, and they were alone together. We cried together and then recalling the mistakes of the Great Uncle Speech when speaking to gather and complaints aunt, had fainted from laughter.
One moment, she said: “It was pretty cool,” but he had a beard, because I did not have any side.
Does that have the beauty that every girl his age was happy to see them do the heart?
What really makes this top?
Suddenly remembered the persecution that happened this time.
Wandering that was drawn.
And the first beam strangers before them, and laughter is foolish to those who had forgotten their humanity.
What is really being human in this world?
It was a question where the answer could give chirping mind, because hope was lost.
Hope for a better world for tomorrow, because everybody as the same owners for more than a weak and spoilage saw her laugh.
Pinch still further.
Recalling the scourges that his mind was not working and was suddenly sighed and felt his hand loose and flies.
In the meantime, she remembered that this work caused more anger against the perpetrators will be all this pressure, but he did not wanted to come and see what happened to these cowards.
but was too late.
The first thing her felt was pain and was paralyzed.
Her little brother sits for a moment to see the top of her head and said, Get up bothering me sister! I still threw you scare me?
Corner of her mouth was half laughing and wanted to do good work, but its existence was pain, then sees their brother and sister in the garden Uncle John used the time to celebrate family gathered there.
Bridge is indeed what happened?
A woman ran forward and pushed himself over his head while tears and shouted: O God, my heart was filled. That was double what had sinned God this innocent girl?
But crying. The woman brought into silence And began to cry
Relaxed old man wept and wiped his face with a handkerchief.
That the previous vendor had both hands on his head, said: I wish I knew at the time who came and wanted to buy some things and not let it go up.
The man asked where you could see?
While crying street vendor said, the frustration was clear the girl’s eyes, a cigarette vendor turned on and pack it ran deep
A young man arrived, the scene was the saw the feel a lump in his throat and took her photo camera.
Asked one reporter? The young man looked at him and said: No, but would like voice her.
The first open asked: Do you think the answer is?
The young man replied: If I had the slightest hesitation into this case did not
The taxi driver looked at it and said: Go, perhaps, for you to be the voice of this girl and her revenge on the ruling mullahs to take
Ambulance sirens was heard from afar to transport the body of another victim of the oppression of the ruling mullahs approached
Young solidified his resolve to expose this crime
He said, “my sister! I promise to take revenge.
Seemed really his sister, the camera connected to the computer, and …