Bekawz

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Everything is white. The floors, walls, and ceilings. The white bed on your right. The sofa she is sitting on. You only have one picture of her. She does not have gray hairs in that picture, but she did not have pitch black straight hair like she does now. It's in a tight bun. Your hair is not as it is now. It is long, straight, and pitch black, like hers. It goes all the way down your back. You are both wearing white. She is wearing a sleeveless short white dress. You are wearing a long-sleeved flowing white one that trails on the floor behind you. You kneel on the floor and put your head in her lap face down. You cry and you cry and you cry. And she says: "La etkhafeen ya bnayty wala et7ateen. Ham ana el3yal athouni bas entay hadeti eli nazlatli mn elsema.." You look up, and you wake up.