rotten
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Every family has the good and the bad, the brother whom the whole family loves and the second brother. This second brother will live forever in tragedy. I wish you would remain like your brother.
You would prefer your whole life to live in comparisons with a beloved brother from all your family, even from your father and mother. You see the admiring looks of your brother from all those around you and the looks of contempt for you and the worst... the look of regret in your mother's face that you are not like your older brother.
Even the daughters of the family, her eyes did not always leave my older brother "Bassem", in weddings and weddings and even in condolences, Bassem was always the focus of everyone's attention, it was the hope and dream of every girl in the family, every aunt and aunt had a girl who had her eyes on Bassem. ", in any determination, everyone cares about it, it all serves him, we do not deny that he had many advantages, excelled in studies, always interested in his clothes and his appearance, even when he wore the freshness of his appearance, he remained more beautiful. The school, but Ali had their interest in him because of their distance from me and their disdain for me, I was always the negative image in our family of my brother, he is the angel and I am the devil, he is beauty and I am the ugliness, and this made me take the title from my early age, the title of the corrupt, the corrupt family, Ali had loved them for my two brothers Ali had My hatred for him didn't grow every day and every moment I saw him in front of me, I hated everything in him... I hated everything that binds me to him, I felt as if he stole my family's love for me... He stole my whole life from me, that's why I turned into who they always called me, you know On a corrupt group, I used to do everything wrong with them, not because I wanted this, because I would keep the opposite of “Bassem”, unlike the one who stole from me without meaning all Something that could have been sweet in my life, at the time I was succeeding in university, I was dropping out of high school, at the time when my family’s love for Bassem Bayazid was my hatred for my family and for my brother increased and grew to the point where my heart filled with hatred and greed for no end, I don’t know that I am corrupt Because they hated me, nor did they hate me, because I am corrupt, in any quarrel with my family over the things I do, it was necessary for his name to come, I had to compare with him, and the age of comparison was not in my class, he is always the winner even without what he speaks, he is always the best, the best and the smartest .
Years passed and Bassem graduated and I preferred to move from my job to my job because of the problems I was doing. My behavior was always aggressive and harsh with everyone around me, until the day came that changed everything, the day when my family died, I don't know if I was upset that day or not , I don't remember if I grieved for their separation or not, my only memories with them were tightness, suffocation, insults and unjust comparisons to me with the angel of the family.. my brother.
After the condolences and staying for God and pulling your tricks and all this talk, it's all about the lawyer's time. My share in the house could have made me try to start a new life completely far from my family and my brother who myself is leaving my life so that they stop comparing me to him, but my father had another opinion at all, an opinion that blew up all the volcanoes of anger inside me and made me blind of heart and mind, my father died about a year before he died The house wrote in the name “Bassem”, a shock that I did not know how to comprehend and how to deal with it, a shock that made me a worker like the raging tor in the lawyer’s office, I broke the office.. My anger, my father preferred my brother to me for the thousandth time, even when he was dead, after I was guided, I found Bassem coming to me and telling me the house is ours, Yasser. I do not want to sit in a place where he is, but the idea of a demon came to my mind at that time, an idea You made me retract that I would leave the house, and with all the innocence in the world, I thanked him and agreed to offer him to me, but not out of my love for him, but out of my desire to take revenge on him.
Exactly two days later, I was with the man they showed me, an deserted street, in the darkness of all his houses, except for one house at the end of the street. "The respected and beloved guest, I walked slowly in the deserted street and I turned around and felt that someone was watching me from these deserted houses, I don't know if her family abandoned her because of the magician and his work, nor is he the one who went to this place because I don't forget, I walked motivated by my revenge that I take from the one It ruined my life, I entered his house for the first time and looked around to find that the ground floor was deserted, dirt covered the little furniture in the place, and many black cats looked at me with bright eyes to see who was coming to annoy her at this time, I entered two terrified workers who destroyed around anyone but the turn It was all dark and unfamiliar, except for one light bulb, but in the middle of the place, there was a very weak light that increases your fear from the whole place.
_ Do you want to walk? Why, Yasser, Dana is waiting for you more than hot coals..
I could not breathe from the horror that I felt when I heard this voice coming from the second floor of the house, an old but strong voice..and terrifying, I started walking towards the stairs that came to the second floor, I was about half the distance when I found his stray, the magician strayed as he approached a railing The stairs in the floor above, a large bend, slowly approaching, I remained in my place and the strange thing is that I found him also he stopped moving, as if he did not approach him except when I was closer to him, when I started walking again he started walking and as soon as I put my hand
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