#curse #ParisUpdated at Jun 12, 2022, 21:38
#curse- #paris(1) I walk into his office, and I scream at him, and I say, "Why have you pulled my book out of the publishing company, and you know how tired I am?". your book didn't even come with a quarter of profit you spent on it .... His sales are very low, Othman. We cannot continue to promote him...... She said, "But it's only been a month since he published Why don't you wait a little longer?" He looked and smiled sarcastically. Then he said, "When will it be sold. Are you stupid?"... There are writers who were able to sell their books on the first day of publication with imaginary numbers, and you have been one month since publishing, and only 20 copies have been sold. Do you think that you will succeed at this rate?", angry at his words, and rushed out of his office, "Damn them all,.. Why don't they appreciate my books ... I'm a novelist and I love long novels so no one likes my novels because they think they're boring .... I love all sorts of romantic books, horror,...... For the past three years, I've been writing stories about love and drama, but after hearing what I said, I knew that this was not going to work for me, so I moved to panic and I might excel in it... I started looking for horror stories, but they were all similar and boring. So I decided to look for true stories and tell them my way, I went to different cities where I heard horror stories, but they were boring stories and I didn't like them, even one day I was talking to a lady who was telling me a story that had happened to her in France, and exactly in Paris, where she was renting an apartment in one of the buildings in Paris and scary things happened to her there. So I left the building just two weeks later. I had an idea for what I didn't go to Paris, and I made sure that I heard from my friend Mohammed, and told me that I wanted to go there. The second day I begged him and begged him, but he was hardly convinced, but it was a condition that we should return after a month. I agreed, so I thought that a month was more than enough there. I told my president, and he shouted to me, "Othman, you crazy man, do what you want, but I will not invest in your novel if it's not good ..." I was very pleased with his approval, and now we are on the plane heading to Paris ...... We arrived and finally I wanted to go directly to the building but that idiot Mohammed was starving and kept begging me to go eat at a restaurant ... I came for one thing, but that scoundrel Mohammed didn't stop embarrassing me, I wish I had come alone and he didn't come with me. He smiles at any girl he sees, and forces me to look at her by saying, "Look, she's a beautiful French girl .... I loved them all," he cried, as he saw the food, "God is great, this is French food, I have never tasted French." Everyone sitting there looked at us as strange and awkward ...... to be continued b