It All Started With A Dare

Chapter One: Welcome To My Life

In a way I guess I'm jealous of them. They found love and are doing it the right way Mashallah. When Abdirahman realized his feelings he went straight to my mom, and dad, he knew what he wanted and he went for it. That's pretty amazing. He always was like a role model to me and I am so happy for him. Suddenly Isa sat down next to me with the same happy smile on his face that I have.

"He looks really happy." He stated, looking at Abdirahman and Ihsan. "You'll be happy like that one day too. We all will In Shaa Allah."

In Shaa Allah

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"I love you Zam. Just always know that your mother loves you."

I tossed and turned in my bed while tears trailed down my cheeks.

"Mommy I love you so much. I don't want you to go, we're not ready to lose you."

"It's my time. It's time for me to return to Allah, we all will return to the one who created us."

I quickly sat up and wiped the bead of sweat on my forehead with the back of my palm. I was doing so good up until now, I don't know why I suddenly dreamt of my mom. It's been 8 months now without her. I remember how painful the first few months were, I remember how my dad almost lost his job, it was so bad that Grams had to stop everything she was doing and move in with us. At that time I shut out everyone in my life, my grades dropped, I lost some friends but I didn't care.

Everyone had their way of dealing with it, Abdirahman dug himself into his work, Isa took up boxing lessons to let out his emotions and I drew. I literally would lock myself in my room and I'd draw pictures of my mom, that was how I expressed how I felt. But then a couple of months later I realized that I was dealing with it in a wrong way, that I shouldn't have shut out everyone in my life because, at that time we all needed each other. I realized that I needed to turn to my lord and get closer with him. Even though it took a while, it's still better late than never right? After a couple of minutes I decide to stop being lazy and get up out of my bed, brush my teeth, get dressed and head downstairs where everyone else was sitting.

"Assalamualaikum,"I said as I headed to the kitchen and grabbed some food.

"Walaikumusalam Habibti." Baba replied as he grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip from it.  I quickly grab some cereal, a bowl, spoon and milk. I have to hurry before I'm late for school. After eating I said goodbye to my dad and Grams and jumped in my car. I don't know why but I have a strange feeling that today is going to be an interesting day. Like something that I'll dread is about to happen. I just can't shake the feeling...

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"Hey!" My best friend Amir shouted as he ran up to me. Amir and I have been  best friends since preschool, we'd always hang out together and make fun of each other. He's like another brother to me and I'm so glad to have someone like him in my life. He really did help me lot when my mom passed away. He's the only one who actually knew what I was feeling because his mom passed away around 5 years ago when we were both 12. I remember how devastated him and his whole entire family was after her sudden passing. After Aunty Suhayla died, I made it my job to be there for both Amir and Zahra as much as I could because I knew they'd do the same for me. And they did.

He knew exactly what to do and say to make me feel like I'm not alone. There really isn't anyone like him and that ladies and gentlemen is why he's my best friend. Even though he's my best friend, I still am careful around him because at the end of the day he is a boy! In fact whenever a boy tries to hit on me he always rushes in and saves the day. Now no guy approaches me anymore, not that I'm someone worth approaching.