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CREATOR RANK CREATOR Babalon 2 months ago
Discretion of Allah :]

Who is Allah?



Allah is the one who created the heaven and the earth and all human beings and animals in drop of water! Have you ever seen the leaves? Are they look the same? No! I mean look how magnificent are Allah's creations no leaf look the same no human being look the same (except for twins) we are all different and that makes us unique :]
And most importantly... He is the ✨most merciful✨what that means?
Have you ever asked how did I existed? Who created me? But another question is "why Allah did not punish me even that I disobeyed him?" because he is the most merciful❤️ if he was not the most merciful anything that made Allah angry we will be erased out of existence but since he is the most merciful he want to you come back to him, why he wants to punish you? He did not burned your house, he did chop of your body, but instead he provide more, he gives you more!
And this is why we should thank Allah for the bad and even for the BAD!!
that is right. It may be easy thanking Allah when something good happens but it's hard to thank Allah for a calamity.. The people who goes to paradise with no question are the one who thank Allah for the bad and the good! :0
I tried to be that person but it was hard.. :')
Another example of the most merciful, a 90 years old Spanish guy said his witness, (shahada) 90 years!!!!! This man lived for 90 years and he finally believed in Allah :D that is a mercy!!!
And a man who killed 100 people he regret what he did, he was about to repent but unfortunately he DIED! And what Allah did? He entered him paradise. Just because he was ABOUT to repent. if that not a mercy what is it..?
Guys Allah's mercy is bigger than your sins than your problems.. This why we say "Allhu akbar" akbar means the greatest. So no matter how big your sins are how much sins you've done.. Just remember Allah is bigger than them. Even if you sinned millions times and if you repent over and over again.. He will still forgive you because again..

He is the most merciful! 💖💖

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CREATOR RANK CREATOR Long-Leg-Luz✨🗿(got frozen) 2 months ago
COUGH

I was literally walking behind a friend group that kept teasing eachother by shoving them towards the road, but I was upset and I didn’t know why-
Then I remembered that my friend died by getting hit by a car that was going 40 on a 25, so now I remember why I was so upset-
They were literally pushing eachother to the curb and laughing while the cars passed- made me upset but I just walked passed them and stuffs, yippie!!

She was a great person although I met her a few months before the incident ⚰️

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CREATOR RANK CREATOR Long-Leg-Luz✨🗿(got frozen) 2 months ago
the story i wrote today!

It was a creative writing assignment meaning that we get to choose a picture and make a story out of it! here it is:

255, 256, 257, 258, 259..230. It has been 230 minutes since it wiped out the town above. 230 minutes since all of my relatives disappeared. 231 now.
The sirens above continue to sound off, some of them sound like dissonant harmonies. I climb up a small ladder and open up a steel hatch, the sky was red. I look around to see demolished houses, and with the stone walls that stand alone, they begin to crumble. I cover my ears from the sirens, they have died down.
“Darick!” A voice called. It sounded like my friend.
I glanc down the ladder and look around, “what is it?” I answer. I leave the hatch open as I exit the bunker, “It looks safe! But the city looks more like a wasteland.” I look down into the bunker to get a better glance at my friend.
My friend watched me from the bottom and then he started to climb up the ladder. We both had gas masks on just in case we couldn’t breathe in the air, it was the smartest thing to do.
“Do you think we can find Julie and your parents?” My friend asked, his voice sounded muffled from the mask he wore, I just shrugged.
“I don’t know, they were at the store before this happened,” I answered, I began to walk away from the bunker and towards the rubble…It was once where I lived.
My friend followed behind me with his hands in his pockets, his glasses had a large crack down the middle of the lens, “we have to find you a new pair of glasses,” I say as I glance back at him.
We both walk down the street, flames stuck to several piles that were once buildings. The street lights looked like acid had been poured on them, the metal poles around them melted into the cracked floor. I pick up a chunk of the sidewalk and it just crumbled in my hand. It felt like ashes now. I look over at a store that stood by itself, the windows were broken and everything inside had turned to ash and rubble. There were figures imprinted on the wall. I walk over, “I think there are people over there!” I say as I start to run to the store, the figures are dark and frozen in time. I run inside the store and stare at the wall with the imprinted figures of a tall person and a small person beside it. I ran my hand on the imprint and collected dust, my hand was covered in black dust, they’re shadows of people.
“That’s Julie–”
The sirens go off again.
I look over as my friend calls out my name, just as a bright light shines in the sky from a very far distance. I walk to my friend and stand next to him, my hand still covered in the dust that I smeared off the wall.
“We can’t go back to the bunker,” I mumble. My friend looked at me just as everything went bright.

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CREATOR RANK CREATOR Long-Leg-Luz✨🗿(got frozen) 2 months ago
*cough*

Vent? I dunno, read if you’d like dude 💀💀
Abuse is mentioned I think, depends on what I write-


Look dudes, as much as I could water this down, my mental health has probably been dropping like the end of the Roaring 20’s since- well October (haha black Tuesday reference)
School drama was just about enough during that month and then my father’s deadly antics started again because he hurt his shoulder during that time. I had been caught up with marching band and things, and dealing with my dad basically relapsing to his old ways just made everything worse-
late October, not many people to talk my because of separate classes and new people, so loneliness was there except for the people who talked to me on medi-
it was the second to last home game (football=pep band) and friend drama made me feel absolutely horrible buuuut luckily one of my friends were there throughout the game- ( I remember these words during that argument: “I will lose every friend I have, because of *you*”) I also hurt my knee cap really bad after halftime performance so that wasn’t it. then I got home to a drunk father(Btw, my dad is basically an alcoholic-) and that didn’t go well. The arguing got so bad that my sister snuck us out around 4 am and got back at 12 like nothing ever happened-
That killed me but I went to the park that day and just stayed away from parents to at least get some sense of relaxation 🗿
A few months ago, my dad got drunk again and he got physical, the first time my dad tried to attack my mom, I was going to get my sister and she wasn’t home. And I forget that I usually get anxiety jitters when I don’t feel safe or I’m scared, I had those jitters almost the whole night- I swear, it was not okay to see my dad fight my mom, and my sister and I having to intervene to defend my mom. It still really bothers me because I had to literally hold my dad’s arm back so he wouldn’t punch my sister- he pulled me away from my siblings when we tried to leave the place, I felt scared there too. We eventually snuck out later while my brother distracted him over a call. I still remember everything from that time but it’s just the watered down version

Things build up, and I don’t know what to do with those things that build up- I can talk to people, but it doesn’t feel like enough so I just keep it to myself, it’s not good but it is enough- it’s the reason why I probably sound or look annoyed irl or even on medi-
when someone doesn’t talk to me for a day or two without reasoning, I freak out because I’ll always think that it’s my fault (what a pushover‼️) and I’m always too afraid to reach out, which is stupid because it’s a friend- but I feel disconnected from that person so I just drop it, especially when they - d o n t - make an effort to talk to me after I say something- like dude, cmon i wouldn’t do that to you- that’s not right.
Friends that ghost me has happened already, my ex best friend for example, AND YES! IT STILL BOTHERS ME, EVEN AFTER 3 YEARS NOW- it bothers me when I don’t get an answer why they ghosted me, it’s stupid

So yeah, a lot of things running through the brain of mine, it’s the only way I can put it right now. Vent art doesn’t cut out for me, the closes I can get is to that latest drawing, which relates to the, “when they don’t make an effort to talk to you back,” because the messages I send makes it feel like I’m “talking to myself”? (Totally NOT the name of the illustration, crazy head)

If you got any questions about the family part of this vent, you can ask, just no promises about an answer- that’s literally a chapter book of telling 💀

And yes, all these things are from October through well- almost to this day, yippie

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