THE FOURTH STORY THE MAGIC EYE PART 3

My name is aliaa I am 19 years old. My family and I moved to my grandmother's closed house nearly 100 years ago after my family lost all her money and there started something strange that happened to me.

I asked him who you are and why you are here

"I claim Ibrahim Pasha. I was waiting for you

We talked and laughed all night and we kept seeing each other every day

Today I woke up like any ordinary day was a boring morning, I became excited for the night just to see Ibrahim to talk together came the evening and everyone to sleep and I went to my room and put a little cosmetics and sat on my bed watching Ibrahim and I find the door of my room opens and Ibrahim smiled at me when he saw how much I loved his smile

I love his smile It is wonderful It makes my heart beats madly I have become wish that does not end the night And remain stuck in it forever To stay with us We talk All of us talked about what happened with him in his day and by the words approaching me and grabbed my hand Oh God I feel my heart Then Ibrahim started talking, but I did not hear anything. I was just listening to him. He must be talking about something important, but I'm tired of him and I can not hear him. Then we heard the sound of feet approaching my room. Ibrahim 's hiding came to my mother and my question. What is this noise? Is there anyone in the room? Never say it

My mother said to me, "Well, let me believe that it is already the second morning, what you are doing at this time."

I said to her, "Well, my mother, I will sleep. I just feel a little sleepless."

My mother replied, "Would you like some warm milk to help you sleep?"

I did not say thank you. I feel sleepy now

I went my mother and started to call me Ibrahim low voice said Ibrahim where you have gone I looked back and found him agreed and looked at me and smiled and said to me Ibrahim you are not afraid of me Alice Kalk

I replied to him and asked why I fear you should I fear you

Ibrahim replied, "Where did I come from? Everyone is afraid of me, so that they treat me with love or even kindness just because they are afraid of my anger."

I told him what he is talking about

Reply to Ibrahim Qawi I am happy to be in my life Would you like to come with me to see my world

To be Continued