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PictiĂșr fĂor De Mo DheirfiĂșr.
Ă tharla nach raibh mo dheirfiĂșr agus mĂ© ach aon bhliain d â aois, bhĂ ĂĄr gcĂ©im ag fĂĄs anĂos cairdiĂșil. Glacaim leis go fĂłill go bhfuil sĂ© ar cheann de mo chairde is gaire. NĂ Ă©irĂm tuirseach riamh as mo phian, mo ghrĂĄ, mo bhrĂłn agus mo chinntĂ a roinnt le mo dheirfiĂșr, nĂ choinnĂm siar riamh. Mar an gcĂ©anna, insĂonn mo dheirfiĂșr, cĂ© nach bhfuil sĂ chomh mĂłr liomsa, a cuid trioblĂłidĂ nuair a thĂ©ann sĂ i bhfostĂș. Ba mhaith liom a chloisteĂĄil agus a fhios agam gach fear a bhĂ sĂ leis ar dtĂșs uaidh. I bhfocail eile, nĂ raibh mĂłrĂĄn de rud ar a dtugtar rĂșn eadrainn. TĂĄ fiĂș ĂĄr dtuismitheoirĂ an-sĂĄsta leis an gcĂĄs seo, tugann siad comhairle gan a chĂ©ile a fhĂĄgĂĄil. Ă tharla go bhfuil cĂłnaĂ orainn sa teach cĂ©anna go dtĂ an aois seo, chonaic mĂ© Ă faoi Ă©adaĂ cĂșpla uair, fiĂș mura bhfuil sĂ go hiomlĂĄn nocht. Ach nĂor chuir an cĂĄs seo brĂș orm adharcach a fhĂĄil, fiĂș masturbate ag smaoineamh air. Ba Ă mo dheirfiĂșr Ă, nĂor tharla sĂ© dom fiĂș go raibh mothĂșchĂĄin ar bith agam faoi. B â fhĂ©idir gurb Ă© sin an fĂĄth nach dtuigim fĂłs cĂ©n fĂĄth go bhfuilimid sna prĂomhrĂłil.
Is Ă mo dheirfiĂșr an duine is cliste sa teach i ndĂĄirĂre. TĂĄ sĂ© i bhfad nĂos sĂłisialta agus nĂos meargĂĄnta nĂĄ mise. Is beag a n-ĂĄirithintĂ agus a gile. TĂĄ sĂ© ina chĂłnaĂ go dtĂ an fhrĂ©amh, tugann sĂ© a shaol dlite. FiĂș amhĂĄin mar gheall ar an dearcadh ceannairceach mĂchĂșramach seo, bhuail m â athair marmaris escortHe go mĂłr. NĂ dhĂ©anfaidh mĂ© dearmad go deo, nuair a bhĂ mĂ© ag dul ar scoil ard nĂł rud Ă©igin cosĂșil le triĂșr, bhĂ troid sa bhaile arĂs. BhĂ m â athair tar Ă©is slap a chur ar mo dheirfiĂșr. BhĂ na mallachtaĂ a thosaigh ag teacht amach as bĂ©al gan staonadh mo dheirfiĂșr tar Ă©is sĂșile m â athar a iompĂș go hiomlĂĄn. Nuair a thosaigh mĂ© ag siĂșl i dtreo dĂł mar a bhĂ mĂ© chun Ă© a mharĂș, rinne mĂ© idirghabhĂĄil agus choinnigh mĂ© a lĂĄmh. Ba dhuine ard spĂłirt mĂ© freisin a thosaigh ag Ă©irĂ nĂos mĂł nuair a chuaigh mĂ© ar scoil ard. NĂ fhĂ©adfadh m â athair seasamh in aghaidh mo chumhachta, bhĂ sĂ© sĂĄsta suĂ sa chathaoir aonair agus mallacht a chur ar mo dheirfiĂșr i gcĂ©in. Ag an nĂłimĂ©ad sin, smaoinigh mĂ© fiĂș ar bhĂ©al m â athar a bhriseadh. Is fĂ©idir linn a rĂĄ go raibh mĂ© an-ceangailte le mo dheirfiĂșr. BhĂ sĂ© crochta ar ranganna leis an aisling ullmhĂș cosĂșil le craiceĂĄilte do scrĂșduithe ollscoile agus a bheith as baile. Chuaigh sĂ© isteach sa deich mĂle is fearr agus ghnĂłthaigh sĂ© an chĂ©im dlĂ a theastaigh uaidh. D âĂ©alaigh sĂ© sa bhaile nuair nach raibh sĂ© ach 18, ach dâ fhĂĄg sĂ© mĂ© i mo aonar. NĂ fhĂ©adfainn a bheith cosĂșil leis. Ba chosĂșil gur ualach ollmhĂłr Ă© an staidĂ©ar. Bhain mĂ© taitneamh as spraoi a bheith agam, taisteal, ruaig a chur ar chailĂn agus ar bhean chĂ©ile.
Thosaigh turas mo dheirfiĂșr, a thosaigh I Malatya, ag leanĂșint ar aghaidh leis an ollscoil in iostanbĂșl. Ba Ă© m â athair an cineĂĄl trioblĂłideach. Ăs rud Ă© nach raibh mo dheirfiĂșr agam, an uair seo thosaigh sĂ ag barrĂłg mo mhĂĄthair. BhĂ an scoil ard crĂochnaithe agam agus theip orm cĂ©im a bhaint amach Ăłn ollscoil. Ba ghnĂĄch liom a bheith ag obair i gcaifĂ©anna, i dtionscail agus mar sin de agus tuilleamh an oiread agus a d â fhĂ©adfainn a chaitheamh go laethĂșil. Maidir le toitĂnĂ agus alcĂłl, an chuid is mĂł den am nach maireann sĂ©, ba ghnĂĄch liom trĂ nĂł cĂșig rud a cheannach Ăł mo mhĂĄthair. Mar sin ba mise fear dĂĄna, folamh an tĂ. TĂĄ sĂ© brĂłnach ach fĂor⊠Ar deireadh, nĂ raibh mĂ© in ann troideanna m â athar agus mo mhĂĄthair a sheasamh, agus rinne mĂ© idirghabhĂĄil arĂs. Ba Ă© an chĂ©ad uair a shiĂșil sĂ© orm agus theastaigh uaidh mĂ© a bhualadh. Ach d â fhreagair mĂ© agus bhris mĂ© a shrĂłn. Ăn lĂĄ sin, nĂ raibh muid riamh mar an gcĂ©anna. Sa trĂĄthnĂłna an lĂĄ sin, d â fhĂĄg mĂ© an teach agus thosaigh mĂ© ag siĂșl. NĂ raibh a fhios agam cĂĄ fhad a shiĂșil mĂ©, cĂ© mhĂ©ad uair an chloig a ritheadh, creidim dom. Ach nuair a bheidh mo phacĂĄiste toitĂnĂ crĂochnaithe, tĂłgann mĂ© mo cheann agus breathnaĂm timpeall, d â fhĂ©ach mĂ© cĂĄ raibh mĂ©. BhĂ mĂ© ag ceann srĂĄide fada soilsithe ag an solas ag teacht Ăł hallaĂ na n-ĂĄrasĂĄn sna foirgnimh. Ag an nĂłimĂ©ad sin, chuala mĂ© guthanna na mban ag rĂĄ ânĂĄ dĂ©an Ă©, lig dom imeachtâ. Chuala mĂ© Ă©, ach nĂor theastaigh uaim cĂșram a dhĂ©anamh. Choinnigh mĂ© dĂreach ag siĂșl. OsclaĂodh doras an ĂĄrasĂĄin agus thĂĄinig bean ĂĄlainn brunette amach ag rith amach ina pajamas agus thuig mĂ© gurbh Ă ĂșinĂ©ir an ghutha Ă. BhĂ a cuid gruaige praiseach, ach bhĂ aghaidh ĂĄlainn uirthi. ansin ar ndĂłigh nĂ raibh fonn orm brionglĂłid a bheith agam gnĂ©as a bheith agam . Stop mĂ© dĂreach agus thug mĂ© aird ghĂ©ar ar a raibh ar siĂșl. CĂșpla soicind ina dhiaidh sin, lean fear eile Ă©. Fuair mĂ© amach nĂos dĂ©anaĂ gurbh Ă© a fear cĂ©ile Ă©.
Cuidigh le do thoil, maróidh sé mé, cuidigh!
BhĂ an bhean ina seasamh dĂreach os mo chomhair, ag croitheadh mo chuid arm, ag impĂ ar mo chabhair. Nuair a thĂĄinig an fear amach, rith sĂ© i mo dhiaidh.
Tar anseo tĂș soith fucking, cĂĄ bhfuil tĂș ag dul!
Let me go, go go!
ThĂĄinig an fear chugam, theastaigh uaidh an bhean a bhĂ ina seasamh i mo dhiaidh a bhaint amach trĂ mo ghualainn a bhrĂș orm. Nuair a bhĂ mĂ© brĂ©an den fhorĂ©igean agus nuair nach raibh mĂ© in ann dul thar mo chuid feirge fĂłs, chuir dearcadh an fhir isteach orm go hiomlĂĄn. Tar Ă©is cĂșpla cĂ©im a thĂłgĂĄil ar ais, bhuail mĂ© teampall an fhir le gruaig a mhnĂĄ cĂ©ile, i bhfad nĂos deacra nĂĄ an dorn a rinne mĂ© ag m â athair. NĂ fhĂ©adfadh an fear a thuiscint cad a tharla agus bhĂ a lĂĄmh tarraingthe siar Ăłna bhean chĂ©ile cheana fĂ©in agus tuislithe ar ais.
Soith câŠ
Sula bhfĂ©adfainn leanĂșint ar aghaidh, rug mĂ© ar a choilĂ©ar agus chuir mĂ© an ceann faoi thalamh. BhĂ mĂ© ag punching an fear a bhĂ tar Ă©is titim ar an talamh ar bhealach caillte. Rug an bhean orm agus tharraing sĂ ar ais mĂ©.
Donâ t do it, go kill it! NĂĄ dĂ©an Ă©, nĂ fiĂș Ă©!
Ar bhealach éigin bhà mé in ann an guth crith sin a chloisteåil agus stad mé féin. Lig mé coiléar an fhir amach agus sheas mé siar.
A ligean ar dul, le do thoil a ligean ar a fhĂĄil amach anseo!
NĂ raibh ionchas na mnĂĄ seo, nach raibh aithne agam uirthi riamh, fĂłs uaim, theastaigh uaithi go dtiocfadh mĂ© as turraing na hĂłcĂĄide agus Ă a shĂĄbhĂĄil. ThĂłgamar cĂșpla cĂ©im agus chuireamar siar na cosĂĄin a bhĂ dĂreach tar Ă©is siĂșl. BhĂ an bhean ag rĂĄ rud Ă©igin, ach nĂ raibh mĂ© in ann Ă© a chloisteĂĄil. Ach:
TĂș mic bitchesâŠ
Chuala mĂ© guth an fhir ag screadaĂl, fuil ag teacht Ăłna shrĂłn, agus chas mĂ© timpeall. BhĂ scian ina lĂĄimh aige. Agus mĂ© ag tarraingt mĂ© fĂ©in ar shiĂșl, shleamhnaigh an lann isteach i bolg na mnĂĄ. BhĂ an claochlĂș, a mhair cĂșpla soicind, imithe nuair a tharraing an fear an scian as an stab agus tharraing sĂ© a lĂĄmh ar ais chun Ă a thiĂșsĂș arĂs. Rug mĂ© ar a lĂĄmh go gasta agus scaoil mĂ© a scian go talamh. An uair seo thosaigh mĂ© ag punching an fear amhail is nach stadfadh sĂ© choĂche. Mura dtiocfadh na prĂłistĂ agus gur tharraing siad mĂ©, is dĂłcha nach mbeinn fĂĄgtha gan marĂșâŠ
ShĂĄbhĂĄil tĂș mo shaol, dĂ©anfaidh mĂ© gach rud is mian leat!
CĂ© gur ruaigeadh an bhean gortaithe isteach sa seomra oibriĂșchĂĄin, nĂ raibh mĂ© ag fiafraĂ ach de na hoifigigh a bhĂ ag iarraidh mo rĂĄiteas a thĂłgĂĄil conas a bhĂ sĂ. Gan brĂ©ag, bhĂ turraing orm! ThĂłg sĂ© tamall fada orm teacht chugam fĂ©in. De rĂ©ir mar a bhĂ na himeachtaĂ teistĂochta thart, tuigeadh gur gnĂĄthdhuine mĂ© a bhĂ neamhspleĂĄch ar an ĂłcĂĄid. Ach bhraith mĂ© ciontach as gach rud. B â fhĂ©idir murab amhlaidh domsa, nĂ bheadh an scian sin le feiceĂĄil riamh, agus nĂ tharlĂłdh aon rud don bhean. Nuair a lig siad dom imeacht, chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ an seomra oibriĂșchĂĄin. NĂ raibh aon seirbhĂseach AmhĂĄin De Allah ag fanacht leis an mbean. Sin an fĂĄth go raibh mĂ© fiosrach agus d â fhiafraigh mĂ© an raibh mĂĄthair nĂł athair aige. Ba Ă© an t-aon fhreagra a d âfhĂ©adfainn a fhĂĄil, ar an drochuair, an t-aon duine a dâ fhĂ©adfaimis a bhaint amach nĂĄ a fear cĂ©ile.
Uaireanta tar Ă©is uaireanta buicĂ©id, d â oscail an doras agus bhĂ an dochtĂșir le feiceĂĄil. CĂ© go raibh mĂ© fiosrach, dĂșirt mĂ© go doilĂ©ir leis an gceist âan gaol tĂș?âagus dâ fhoghlaim sĂ© go ndeachaigh an obrĂĄid go maith. DĂșirt sĂ© nach ndearnadh damĂĄiste dĂĄ orgĂĄin rĂthĂĄbhachtacha, agus go dtiocfadh siad chucu fĂ©in i gceann seachtaine. DĂĄ mba ghnĂĄthdhuine Ă©, is dĂłcha go siĂșlfadh sĂ© ar shiĂșl, ach nĂ raibh a leithĂ©id de rĂșn agam. Theastaigh uaim fanacht dĂreach in aice leis sa seomra inar baineadh Ă©. De ghnĂĄth nĂ ligfidĂs dĂł a bheith toisc nach raibh aon cheangal againn, ach nĂ dĂșirt siad tada mar bhĂ a fhios acu gurbh mise an tĂ© a shĂĄbhĂĄil Ă©. FiĂș dĂĄ mba mhian liom, nĂ raibh aon ĂĄit le dul agam. Ar a laghad bhĂ an t-ospidĂ©al te!
Chuaigh mĂ© chuige i gcĂłnaĂ ar feadh seachtaine. CoinnĂodh a fear cĂ©ile agus cuireadh i bprĂosĂșn Ă© ar fhianaise a mhnĂĄ cĂ©ile. BhĂ sĂ© le dul amach i gceann cĂșpla bliain, ach ar a laghad gearradh pionĂłs air! Sa phrĂłiseas, chuir muid aithne ar a chĂ©ile, agus cruthaĂodh banna aisteach. Choinnigh sĂ© air ag rĂĄ âshĂĄbhĂĄil tĂș mo shaol, dĂ©anfaidh mĂ© gach rud a theastaĂonn uait!âarsa bean. BhĂ Mana buĂoch. Ar an lĂĄimh eile, ba chosĂșil go raibh mĂ© ag iarraidh mo uaigneas a chlĂșdach lena aird. CĂ© gur ghlaoigh mo dheirfiĂșr orm go minic agus gur dhĂșirt sĂ liom teacht chuici, nĂor theastaigh uaim Ezgi a fhĂĄgĂĄil, a raibh mo shaol tĂłgtha agam dĂł. Toisc nuair a bhĂomar ag iarraidh cuidiĂș leis agus Ă© ag dul go dtĂ an leithreas, fuaireamar nĂos gaire agus liopa go liopa. PhĂłgamar agus chuireamar quirk eile lenĂĄr mbanna gan brĂ.
An lĂĄ a scaoileadh saor Ă©, nĂ raibh a fhios ag ceachtar againn cad ba cheart a dhĂ©anamh. Toisc nach raibh aon tuismitheoirĂ aige, gan aon ghaolta. BhĂ sĂ© 26 bliana d â aois. Mar sin bhĂ sĂ© thart ar 8 mbliana nĂos sine nĂĄ mise. Casadh SĂ© amach, coimhdeacht Bodrum leis an bhfear a phĂłs sĂmoladh agus Ă© ĂĄ dhĂ©anamh. Ar dtĂșs bhĂ gach rud go breĂĄ, ach ina dhiaidh sin, mhĂ©adaigh na hionsaithe Ă©ad. TrĂ fhorĂ©igean, maslach, theastaigh colscaradh uaidh cheana fĂ©in. Tar Ă©is an mĂ©id a tharla, saoradh uaidh anois Ă agus bhĂ sĂ in ann a cĂĄs a oscailt. BhĂ a fhios ag an mbeirt againn nach raibh muid i ngrĂĄ lena chĂ©ile. BhĂ sĂ© ag iarraidh cabhrĂș mar bhĂ a fhios aige nach raibh mo chĂĄs go maith. Ghlaoigh sĂ© ar dhuine dĂĄ sheanchairde coimhdeachta agus d â fhiafraigh sĂ© an bhfĂ©adfaimis fanacht leis. Nuair a d â aontaigh an bhean, thĂłg muid tacsaĂ leis an caoga liras deireanach i mo phĂłca agus chuaigh muid abhaile. Seomra beag a bhĂ ann le dhĂĄ sheomra agus seomra suĂ. BhĂ an bhean fĂłs ina striapachas, ach ghlac sĂ sos dĂreach toisc go raibh muid anseo. Nuair A d â inis Ezgi a scĂ©al, nĂ raibh le rĂĄ aici ach âdâ inis mĂ© sin duitâ. BhĂ tuartha aici go mbeadh fadhb mhĂłr aici sa todhchaĂ. Tar Ă©is dĂșinn ĂĄr lĂonadh a fhĂĄil, thug sĂ an seomra folamh dĂșinn. NĂ raibh aon bhac uirthi fiĂș ceist a chur, ghlac sĂ leis go raibh muid chun codladh le chĂ©ile.
An mbeidh mé ag lorg rud éigin le caitheamh duitse freisin?
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