Not too long ago, Aslan was the luckiest boy in the world. It was his nineteenth birthday and his friends bought him an island near Rome he always wanted as a present. There, the birthday boy saw a large castle which was built for him. He was surprised as he entered the large structure. He was greeted by his fellow friends and family. He was so excited and very much amused. Then a large bang suddenly occurred and the whole world collapse. He was now confused and very much woken from his slumber. There he was, still thinking about what just happened. He climbed off his king sized bed and went to the lonely kitchen to fetch himself a warm cup of coffee and two slices of freshly baked breads. He sat on his trustee Stressless Kensington leather chair on the balcony. 'A few slurp of coffee ought to do it' said Aslan . He then shalat Tahajjud and waited for the albeit sweet melodies of Adhan to perform shalat Subuh. He went to his private study to finish his research that he needed...
I was eleven years old when I wrote "beautifultyrantcandy" and I assure you, it is not what you think it is and as the footer suggests, it's my blog.