Story By Maroofa Fatima
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Maroofa Fatima

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I go by the name Maroofa Mazhar. I live in Pakistan. I aspire to be a good writer who can make an impact on the world through her writings. I want to write on topics like romance, adventure, epic and tragedy. I wish myself very good luck as I have embarked on my journey with Stary Writing.
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The Girl Who Danced in Rain
Updated at May 1, 2026, 01:55
In the darkness of night when all the mourners of the world had finally dozed off, she frantically sat up, tore herself free from the sheets and drew out her crossed legs from them.In awe, she swung her legs over the edge of her bed.Her heart was racing; the ground seemed to spin beneath her. she wanted to cry for help. she yelled with her full force but tears choked her voice. She banged her hands on the mattress as if they were tied. she wanted to break free from these invisible chains."I told you not to abandon me, I told you" she murmured while looking at her hands in the darkness. The tears were dripping over the creases of her hands. Her hands were joined in prayer as she was repenting over her past.She was once a happy-go-lucky girl, content with what she life had bestowed upon her. God was very merciful to her and her family and they lived in utmost happiness but suddenly everything came crashing down when her elder brother fell sick. she remembered she was in a hostel when news of Ron being sick broke in her familial circle. She was not worried as she knew that it would have been a "small thing" and they, as a family will go through it easily but ...
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Shadows of Betrayal
Updated at Nov 12, 2025, 01:46
Selena drifted through trees like a wisp of smoke. Her greyish, silky, and smooth fur was shining bright under the moonlit forest. As she glided through the forest, her paws made a low thumping sound on the damp earth. Her breath was filled with the pine resins and dew. A helpless, timid prey whose heartbeat was scattered in the air was nearby, and in any second, Selena would pounce over him, tearing him apart, but Selena was sly. She was heading towards her target carefully. Her ears were twitching in the presence of the prey life around her. Here was a deer, all alone in the middle of this dusky forest, and it did not know that it was the prey of the most devious hunter of all time, Selena, whose speed, vigilance, and disguise were famous in the clan. She crouched a little low, her muscles all tense with anticipation.
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