If Reva Dalby, the Silent Night character was real

Imagine if Reva Dalby in the book called Silent Night by R.l Stine was real. She is the richest girl in Shadyside. Her dad owns a hundred department stores and her mother died in a plane or car accident, whatever it was I forgot. Would she be your friend or enemy? She would be my enemy because I hate her, she would be jealous of me because I would beat her in every class and also I would refuse her offer of friendship just like Harry did to Draco Malfoy in Harry Potter.

We would meet in a shop called Debenhams. This is how our meeting would turn out:
Reva: Hi
Me: Hi
Reva: What's your name?
Me: Huda
Reva: I'm Reva, by the way where does your father work?
Me: Sorry?
Reva: Where does your father work?
Me: He works as an engineer.
Reva: Yes, I meant where? Does he own a department store just like my father does?
Me: That is really not your concern.
Reva: I was just asking. What is wrong with that?
Me: I really appreciate it if you don't ask personal questions.
Reva: ok
Reva: Where are your parents?
Me: They are here in the men's section. What about yours?
Reva:None of your business
Me: Sorry
Reva:  My mother died in a plane crash, my father is working in a department store called Dalby's. They made a branch here in Dubai. I get to work in a perfume counter. It's so boring. Annoying customers come up to me asking for help. Why don't they ask someone else, can't they see I'm busy? My supervisor is also annoying, she keeps on lecturing me on how to behave. She's my supervisor not my boss or my mum. I also put a black dot on my nail just to annoy her. Want to see? ( shows me her nails)
Me: (makes a disgusted look)
Reva: Why are you wearing that scarf, are you cold?
Me: No
Reva: Who are you dating or are you single?
Me: WHAT?
Reva: I asked who are you dating? What's wrong with asking questions, huh?
Me: I really appreciate it if you didn't ask such questions. Goodbye(leaves)
Mama: What's wrong?
Me: I just had a bad encounter with a girl  named Reva. She was asking rude questions.
Mama: Don't let her get to you sweetie
Me: I just hope she doesn't go to the same school that I go to. I just had enough.

The next day much to my irritation, she would go to the same school that I would go to. We would become enemies. She would spread rumors about me but most people wouldn't believe it anyway. I would ignore her insults pretending they didn't bother me but they would. I would go home crying to my parents about it. They would come to the school and talk to the teachers. They would hate her just as much as I do. I mean she would always come to class late and talk back to the teachers. They would try talking to her dad who tells her that he hopes that her attitude would change. He wouldn't even scold her. I mean he always spoils her and does whatever she wants. And thats how it would be like if Reva Dalby was real.

Being an only child

Imagine being an only child without any brothers and sisters. Some people feel lonely and some people are just glad that they are the only child because they have heard from others that they have annoying siblings.
I have two older sisters that are like best friends to me. They give me love and attention and they actually care about me.  They understand when I am happy, sad, anxious and angry. I'm just glad I have these two wonderful sisters in my life. Imagine if I didn't have them in my life. I would be lonely and sad but I will still have my parents who are also loving to me. Since I am sharing a room with my eldest sister I would have my own room and I would be sleeping in my other sister's room and the room that I share with my sister, Khamael would be a library and the mattress where we sit on would be the reading corner. The bed that I share with my sister wouldn't exist since I sleep in the other bed that my other sister, Ghadeer is currently sleeping on. My life would be different if my sisters, Khamael and Ghadeer didn't exist.

Being Home Alone

It's very bad leaving your child behind
Because he's going to do a crime.
He's going to wreck things
Because he doesn't know how to rhyme.

Something bad might happen to your child
He'll start to scream
And talk to strangers
Whenever he sees them he'll beam.

He'll have trouble doing things
He'll start to turn yellow
Because he doesn't know where to stand
And he'll start to talk to fellows.

The next time you should be a good parent
It's bad to leave your child in bed
Because he'll cry when he knows you're gone
Some children don't like being home alone so they'll get fed.

The Risky Operation

I sat on my desk in the hospital. I waited and waited till the patient came. I went to the receptionist. Suddenly I heard an ambulance coming.
''There's a little girl who's very ill. Her mom called for an appointment. She needs to do an operation,'' announced the receptionist. I went back to my room number and waited. The receptionist came and gave me the envelope and told me to sign the juvenile's mom's name so I did.

Ten minutes later the door fell open and the nurse and attendant came in.
''Dr. Al Safi, the little girl and her mom just arrived now for their appointment with you. If you could just wait here for ten minutes,'' the nurse declared.
I waited and waited. Finally, a little girl about 4 or 5 years old and her mom came in.
''Hi Dr. Al Safi, look my little girl needs to do an operation. She's having a hindrance with her heart. If you could just check her pulse rate,'' the mom said.
''Attendant, please give me the stethscope,'' I said. The attendant obeiditely went and got the stethscope.
''Here you go doctor,'' the attendant said giving me the stethscope. I thanked her.

I scrutinized the pulse rate of the girl's heart then I examined her anatomy.
''She should eat more and do exercises everyday. She needs vigour,'' I said worriedly.
''She really needs to eat healthy food, you should stop your daughter from eating junk food because it's really bad for her heart,'' I explained.
I told the attendant to go and get the therometer. I checked the girl's temperature. She was hot. I tried touching her forehead. She was having an influenza and had trouble breathing.
''This juvenile needs plenty of sleep now, let's just take a break and let her rest,'' the nurse said.
''She's been up all night playing computer games that's why she's been getting those headaches,'' the mom said shaking her head.

During the operation, as the surgeon was working, I went to the kitchen and got something to eat. It was chicken, potatoes and turnip, my favourite food that I used to eat every week for dinner. I drank water with it.

The next ten minutes, we were back to work. The little girl's eyes were still tightly shut. I scrutinized her eyes. They were fine. I checked the pulse rate of the girl's heart. It was beating again. She was alive! Then slowly she began to open her eyes. She started crying.
''Mommy, Mommy, I'm scared, I hate hospitals so much,'' she whined.
''Don't worry honey, everything will be fine as soon as they check up on you,'' the mom replied.
That made the child happy. We finally solved all the problems she was having. Slowly she was starting to feel better.
''Well  thank you very much,'' the mom said happily.
''You're welcome. I'm afraid your daughter can't walk for a week. She really needs to have some rest after this operation. Attendant, can you please go and fetch a wheelchair for this girl,'' I said.
''Come on little girl, get into this wheelchair,'' the nurse said. The little girl climbed onto the wheelchair.
''Thank you doctor,'' she said politely. I smiled.
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