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Arnub Misses Bortuqala
When Arnoub loses his dear friend Bortuqala, grief fills his little heart, and he is overwhelmed by feelings he doesn’t know how to express.With his mother’s support, Arnoub begins a gentle journey to discover simple and safe ways to express his sadness and release what is inside him, to learn that feelings—however painful—can be understood and contained.A warm story that helps children to recognize the feelings of loss and to deal with them with gentleness, love, and security.
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Virtual Sentiments
You open the chat. No name. No history. Just “He” and “She.”Typing… Then nothing. Then everything.And suddenly, you’re not reading a book—you’re stepping into a hidden world that feels like your own. Virtual Sentiments is a spellbinding mosaic of lives connecting in the glow of a screen. Each page introduces new characters, new conversations, and a fresh emotional battlefield. Every texting thread is a love story, a farewell, a whispered prayer, or a scream between the lines—so intimate, they slip under your skin and pluck the strings of your emotions.Love begins and ends. Marriages unravel. Trust is betrayed. Hope flickers through the shadows of loss, depression, and haunting memories. Secrets are confessed, fears confronted, destinies reshaped. And when despair nears, “He” and “She” find refuge in God, anchoring their every step.Strangers become soulmates and soulmates become ghosts. In the spaces between “sent” and “seen,” wisdom waits.This book doesn’t tell you everything.It dares you to feel everything.Who are they?Why does it hurt so beautifully to listen to them?And what if every message you read… was actually a reflection of your own story?Turn the page. The next message is for you.But once you open this chat, you may never see life the same way again.
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Between Healing And Love
I started writing my story while lying on the hospital bed.Writing was a balm from the therapy sessions I needed.I was alone, accompanied only by a lonely bed, a table, and a pen during my illness, far from everything I once wanted, in a strange country with no family or friends.The pen was my only solace, the only one who understood me and felt everything I went through.He did not issue ready-made judgments. He did not hunt for my mistakes. He would gently pat my weary heart and transfer my pains and postponed dreams to my blank pages.This is not a short story you can finish in a day. This is a tale of pain, alienation, and deferred dreams—and a way to rise from nothingness.
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