Death's recipe complete story by: Simo
Death's recipe part 1
Hello friends, I miss you, I know I've been away for a long time, but I'm no longer empty-handed. I wrote you a beautiful novel, so enjoy.
When we come to this life, we do not know what beautiful and ugly moments await us, and we all have negative and positive sides.
As for the positives, that you excel in your studies, a guarantee of your prosperous future, living in a happy family, but in the midst of all this, you always find yourself with a weak point. There are two types of people. You are either frustrated and weak, or you turn your weak point into a strength that you use for your advantage.
My name is Diana. I live in a middle-class family. I completed my studies, graduated and obtained a Master’s degree in commerce. My life is simple and simpler than it should be, except for my excess weight, which is my weakness and which has accompanied me since childhood, so I used to hear many insults and continuous mockery of my excess weight.
And the strangest coincidence is that my only friend is also fat, but we broke up when we entered the university and the communication was cut off until the day came and I met a graceful, beautiful, elegant girl with an attractive view and a body as if he had drawn on a painting. How did you become?
Diana; Miriam, is that you? I can't believe it
Miriam: In fact, believe me, Diana, you are still in this horrible body, you have never changed
Diana: But how? How did you become like this? I've tried everything and it didn't work for me
Maryam; Get the magic recipe, and in a short period of time you can't imagine, you will become another girl with another body
Diana; and how to get it?
Maryam; Take this title as one of the elders who give these magic recipes and his name
Brian
Diana; What! Are there recipes of that kind even for these cases? But that's a bad thing, do you think?
Maryam; Yes, as Sheikh Brian's recipe is, as you can see, don't be afraid, go and everything will be fine, trust me.
It seems difficult as I contemplate the title in my hand. On the one hand, I need that recipe. On the one hand, this is against my religion and the principles I grew up on. What should I do? I am tired of the fires of sarcasm that I could not extinguish. My hands are tied, what do I do?
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