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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Friends / Friendship
- Published: 02/17/2014
ibtissam
Born 1990, M, from Marrakech, MoroccoIbtisam is one of the best names that i have some wonderful stories with. Starting from high school to now, I've just known 3 Ibtisams, but they are full of stories i still remember. In 1997 i met the first btisam, she was very friendly. At that time i was about 7 years old. She used to hug me: and call me 'my child'. I liked to call her mama. One day she asked me to go with her home. I really liked the idea. Her parents were so kind. She has an amazing brother. He is an english teacher. I had a lovely time with her and her family. Ibtisam taught me a lot of things: i learned how to be independent and how to treat people. She used to read for me many stories. One of the best stories was the one about the wolf and the mule. I think most of Moroccan students know about this story, that was my best story at that time. Let's call this first btisam (mother btisam).
In 2005 i went to high school sahnoun, where i met the second btisam. She read for me the qs and i had to tell her the answers, and she went with me to pass the exam. After that we went to the cafeteria for a drink or to have something to eat. There we talked a lot, and we had a chance to know each other. We exchanged phone numbers, then we decided to meet very soon. This is how the story started. We met many times, we went out to many places. We traveled together. One day i feel like i love her. So i need to let her know about that. I invite her for a coffee to tell her what i have in my heart. However i didn't know how to start that conversation. It was very hard to tell her that i'm in love with her. That takes me a very long time just to decide to let her know about my feelings. However, i didn't tell her anything that day, but the coming day i sent her a text message containing my real emotions: which means i informed her about my love. that was the best solution i had in mind, because i couldn't tell her face to face. that day i didn't go to school. i didn't want her to see me. meanwhile i was waiting for her response. it took her 3 days just to reply to that SMS. you know what was her reply? it was like this: no no no no no no no no no no, i don't have any man in mind and i don't want anyone in my life, i don't like anybody, but you: she said. Oops, that was very hard for me to read, but when I finishing the sms i felt so happy and i went to school just to meet her. On my way i was thinking about how to say hello, do i have to shake hands or should I kiss her for the first time. the time was 4.25; the place was in front of the high school. I was so shy, i couldn't speak. i don't know what happened to me, many thoughts were in my mind. at the end i take her hand and kiss her. this is how the story started with that wonderful girl: (girlfriend)
The third btissam was also at the high school but this one has a different story, she is like my sister. she is one of my best friends up to now. i'm still in touch with her. you may want to know if i still have any contact to the other ibtisam: (the sister), yes i meet them from time to time. the oldest one got married 4 years ago and she has a son named salah, and the one i was in love with is in the usa: she is studying medicine. another Q that you may ask is: am i still in love with her or have any feelings toward her? the answer is no, and this is the reality, but i'm in a relation with another girl: who loves me.
ibtissam(aitmansour abdelaziz)
Ibtisam is one of the best names that i have some wonderful stories with. Starting from high school to now, I've just known 3 Ibtisams, but they are full of stories i still remember. In 1997 i met the first btisam, she was very friendly. At that time i was about 7 years old. She used to hug me: and call me 'my child'. I liked to call her mama. One day she asked me to go with her home. I really liked the idea. Her parents were so kind. She has an amazing brother. He is an english teacher. I had a lovely time with her and her family. Ibtisam taught me a lot of things: i learned how to be independent and how to treat people. She used to read for me many stories. One of the best stories was the one about the wolf and the mule. I think most of Moroccan students know about this story, that was my best story at that time. Let's call this first btisam (mother btisam).
In 2005 i went to high school sahnoun, where i met the second btisam. She read for me the qs and i had to tell her the answers, and she went with me to pass the exam. After that we went to the cafeteria for a drink or to have something to eat. There we talked a lot, and we had a chance to know each other. We exchanged phone numbers, then we decided to meet very soon. This is how the story started. We met many times, we went out to many places. We traveled together. One day i feel like i love her. So i need to let her know about that. I invite her for a coffee to tell her what i have in my heart. However i didn't know how to start that conversation. It was very hard to tell her that i'm in love with her. That takes me a very long time just to decide to let her know about my feelings. However, i didn't tell her anything that day, but the coming day i sent her a text message containing my real emotions: which means i informed her about my love. that was the best solution i had in mind, because i couldn't tell her face to face. that day i didn't go to school. i didn't want her to see me. meanwhile i was waiting for her response. it took her 3 days just to reply to that SMS. you know what was her reply? it was like this: no no no no no no no no no no, i don't have any man in mind and i don't want anyone in my life, i don't like anybody, but you: she said. Oops, that was very hard for me to read, but when I finishing the sms i felt so happy and i went to school just to meet her. On my way i was thinking about how to say hello, do i have to shake hands or should I kiss her for the first time. the time was 4.25; the place was in front of the high school. I was so shy, i couldn't speak. i don't know what happened to me, many thoughts were in my mind. at the end i take her hand and kiss her. this is how the story started with that wonderful girl: (girlfriend)
The third btissam was also at the high school but this one has a different story, she is like my sister. she is one of my best friends up to now. i'm still in touch with her. you may want to know if i still have any contact to the other ibtisam: (the sister), yes i meet them from time to time. the oldest one got married 4 years ago and she has a son named salah, and the one i was in love with is in the usa: she is studying medicine. another Q that you may ask is: am i still in love with her or have any feelings toward her? the answer is no, and this is the reality, but i'm in a relation with another girl: who loves me.
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