National Exile
A 21st Century Novel about Nobility, Poverty, and Cruelty
Inspired by True Stories
By
Rusul A. Altaay
Copyrights
Copyrights © 2015 by Rusul A. Altaay
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All materials in this book are copy righted to the author except the songs. They are translated versions of existing songs. All pictures presented in the book are copy righted to Moustafa Moustafa.
None of the materials presented in this book are to be copied or used in anyway without a written permission of the author or the participated parties.
Cover Design: Abrar Altaay
From the Author
100% of the profits made by this book will be donated to charity.
Parts of the story lines were based on the imagination of the author. While some characters are real, the main characters are fictional. Any reference to any names or places that do exist might just be coincidental.
This book is not a work of perfection.
Although the author did her best ensuring the quality of the work, mistakes could still be found.
If you happen to find any spelling or grammar mistake, please feel free to contact the author about it.
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Dedication
To those who put other people’s needs before their own
To those who care about the less fortunate
To those who chose to read this book
Hear me out
Why do you want to spend your time reading what I have to say? And most importantly, what is it that I have, that I need, to tell you? It was never about how I wanted us to live. It was about what I’ve witnessed living the cruelty of the human race. I saw atrocities that have haunted me for years. I saw the physically abused men and women begging for their lives. I saw mutilated faces that could’ve made a rock cry. I saw the brutalized humans who wanted to escape their reality. I saw the orphans who wanted nothing but to see the shadows of their lost parents. I saw the wrinkles on aging men and woman who wanted to scream from the oppression. I saw the infants of martyred parents who didn’t even know why they cried. I saw the tears of those who screamed, “Give us our home back.” So, for that ladies and gentlemen, please hear me out.
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I slowly walked towards the main door of the conference room. I raised my shoulders, and looked at the sky through the outside windows. I could not stop my hands from shaking as I reached the doors’ handles. I quickly opened the double doors, and hid my fears deep inside. I put a nice smile on and pretended that everything was going just fine. Many men and women were surrounding a long-glassy table.
“Ladies and gentlemen… Welcome to Orb.” I said proudly.
“Who are you? And what’s going on in here?” One of the men asked.
“Me? I’m just the messenger.” I replied, “And Orb is our National Exile.”
Table of Contents
Main Page
Copyrights
From the Author
Dedication
Hear me out
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 - Shattered Childhood
Chapter 2 - Every Day's a Blast
Chapter 3 - Under the Bridge
Chapter 4 - Les Miserables
Chapter 5 - The Arrest
Chapter 6 - Prison Break
Chapter 7 - Frozen Tears
Chapter 8 - The Orphanage
Chapter 9 - Images from The Past
Chapter 10 - The Hospital
Chapter 11 - Rain’s a Peacekeeper
Chapter 12 - The Obvious Way Out
Chapter 13 - Gone with the Fire
Chapter 14 - Glass
Chapter 15 - A Rushing Doctor
Chapter 16 - What’s wrong with us?
Chapter 17 - The Night of the Fire
Chapter 18 - Suffocation
Chapter 19 - Jenna
Chapter 20 - Radiant
Chapter 21 - A Smiley face
Chapter 22 - The Proposal
Chapter 23 - Launch a Warning
Chapter 24 - The Red Lake
Chapter 25 - Pink Gas
Chapter 26 - Robin Hood
Chapter 27 - One Wing cannot make a Bird Fly
Chapter 28 - The Bracelet
Chapter 29 - Minister of Peace
Chapter 30 - Coma
Chapter 31 - It’s Your Fault
Chapter 32 - Leave and Never Look Back
Chapter 33 - Welcome to Orb
Chapter 34 - We’re Mountains
Chapter 35 - I Do
Chapter 36 - Read Between the Lines
Bibliography