Execution For The Truth

Hello, Readers Remember this is a fictional story so please don’t take any offense on anyone,country,city,or state in real life even if some of the part may or may not be true. This also foreshadowing a Muslim converting, but not just that is also has some execution for Christians/Believers of God, and trauma for family loss it also contain like gore and stuff for fellow Christians. Thank you for reading this before moving on.

Aliyah was a Muslim, she was terrified in what she saw. A death her own family’s death. They convert to Christianity and they were put to death. She was all alone wanting to set herself free from the past. She live in Iran a place for Muslim, she and her family move there because they believe it a safe place for everyone to live especially Muslims.

She couldn’t even move away due to her trauma. Friends have left her behind, saying they don’t want her anymore. They didn’t ditch her politely, but rather out of ignorance hasn’t even text her, but block her without a reason too. She been crying in her room and pray each day, but everything still feels the same, the pain. She finally had enough and move to another state.

She need somewhere to have peace, and many pains still she stay still as a Muslim. But she hardly trusted anyone anymore not even those who had the same belief as her. She went to a coffee shop each and everyday which bring her a sense of feeling of peace. She brought a coffee and a bread, she pray and ate.

A woman who name was, Chloe she recognized her at her classroom. She wonder why she felt peace around her, but still she wouldn’t speak to her. Not especially after what she witnessed in her life.

“Hey, Can I sit here?” As she looked up it was Chloe who had asked. “Okay.” She didn’t say much later after, but Chloe herself did. “So how are you been?” “Peaceful.”

“You know it okay to tell me the truth.” Chloe try to reassured her, “I just did.”

“You’re not looking at me in the face, it like you didn’t want to see me.”

“No it not that, it just I personally don’t want to speak with people…anymore.”

“Why that?” Asked Chloe, “Look, you don’t have to tell me. I understand it hard to trust people through the days.”

Aliyah took a deep breath, “Maybe I can tell you the truth, but today isn’t the time. So please don’t bother me anymore.”

“Okay. I won’t bother you anymore, but here my phone number.” Chloe walked up and gave her a piece of paper.

Aliyah crumbled the paper, but looking back on it she would need someone to trust on. She open up the piece of paper and it written, ***-***-**** and a note that add If you need to speak to up with anyone, I’m here. She wonder if she can ever trust another person again.

She stay up night wonder if she should call her. No, she shouldn’t. She probably leave her as her other friend, but still getting a gut feeling she should, she ended up doing it. She dial the number ***-***-****. It went straight to voicemail instead of Chloe answering the call. She took a deep breath and said, “Hey, Chloe I want to speak to you about my story in person, but I’m begging you please don’t tell anyone about anything. Meet me up in the coffee shop during early morning.”

She regret saying that, especially she was really tired this morning. She woke up put on her hijab then head to the coffee shop and their appear Chloe who look tired, her hair messy. Like she couldn’t care less of what people think about her hair.

“Don’t worry about my hair it doesn’t matter of who think of me I just got your message and I went to meet you, so I arrive with my hair being messy.” Chloe said.

“Why would you want to meet me?” “Because you cool, not to mention I would like to get more about you.” Aliyah didn’t know what to say, but still she open her mouth and saying the words,

“That sound nice of you.”

“Don’t mention it, now sit down I already place an order for both of us.” Chloe smiled warmly.

“Why would you?” asked Aliyah.

“Because I count you as one of my sister.” Said Chloe. “Sister in What?” Wondered Aliyah.

“Sister in Christ.” Chloe said as she finished her sentence.

“That nice, but please I don’t want to personally talk about beliefs.” Aliyah said.

“Well that okay, but please at least sit down with me.”

Aliyah looked up and down she didn’t even realized she was standing up. She took a seat and put on the words, “My bad.” “It okay.” Their order was ready it was 4 muffin and 2 coffee.

“Is this halal?” asked Aliyah. “Yes it is, it only made with flour,sugar,eggs,and baking powder.” Said the cashier,who name was Chris.

“Thank you.” Said Aliyah as the cashier said “You’re welcome.” Before heading back to his boss.

They ate their muffin while Aliyah start with her story, but only part of it, She started with her words, “I lost my family.” But she didn’t say how and what happened to cause the loss of her family. Just 4 words straight. Chloe knowing that wasn’t the full story, but she wouldn’t blame her she did the same. Later on she told her friends the full story this time she want to share it with Aliyah.

“Can I tell you something?” Asked Chloe.

“Sure.” Said Aliyah.

“Well there something going on with me tonight, but uh… I was wondering if you could watch it?” Asked Chloe.

“Of course.” Aliyah smiled.

“Here take this.” Chloe said, while handing the letter to Aliyah.

Aliyah open up the tv, it a news reporter who seem familiar to her.

The news reporters said, “Welcome Chloe to her execution!” Her what now? Beyond there was Chloe missing an eye, blood sheared around her, and finally her last word was “I die as your daughter, Lord.” She finally fall asleep, peace and rest on her.

Aliyah closed the tv, scared to death and wondering why was Chloe execution, she was just fine when she met. She looked at Chloe’s letter hurt that she didn’t tell her it was going to be that bad. She wanted to sheer the letter and throw them away, but she read it for the sake of her.

Dear, Aliyah I‘m sorry I didn’t warn you about the bloodshed about what is going to happen, but it what we face, but not just us there are many people around face this yet some does nothing. They live their lives wicked and harsh, but they can changed, I believe no hope is lost for them, and no hope is lost for you too. You deserve so much better and I hope the truth may be with you.

P.S Talk to your fellow Muslim again, talk to other people you can over come your fear! Your sister in Christ Chloe

Aliyah read the letter start to felt a shift in her heart, she start to pray, “Dear, God whoever you are show me the truth.” Although she can’t forget the best she can had an impact, perhaps the truth will be with her.