Robin It

She was laughing at me. Perhaps, because I was astonished at the sudden fall of an orange on my head… and it made her laugh.

She said laughing, “I swear, I didn’t throw it on you. It fell from the branch.”

“I saw her with angry eyes and asked, “Then why are you laughing?”

“You got frightened, didn’t you?” she said.

“No… no. I never get frightened.”

“You were frightened. Don’t tell lies.”

“You can test me. I’m very brave. I never get frightened.”

“You seemed to jump in fear.”

“You threw an orange on me, didn’t you?”

“Look! I’m not telling lies. It fell from the tree. How could I throw it while I am sitting here?”

“But what are you doing here?”

“Nothing. I am just sitting here.”

“Sitting on a tree? Did you climb on the tree yourself or someone has made you climb and sit here?”

“No, I climbed myself.”

“Okay, tell me… did you see the blood rain?”

“No. Not at all.”

“Do you know, what happened yesterday?”

“What happened?”

“We were playing here when Shuaib climbed on the tree. Then he screamed and fell down from the tree. I think the bone of the gardener’s neck got fractured but he put up with it anyhow.”

“I saw all this last night.”

“Were you present here last night?”

“Yeah!”

“Where?”

“On the same tree.”

“Oh… you didn’t tell about you yet. Who are you?”

“Don’t you know me? I’m Shuaa.”

“I have seen you for the first time.”

“Though I have seen you all many times, my father doesn’t permit me to play with you. I requested him that if I played

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 17.07.2021
ISBN: 978-3-7487-8873-7

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