Fakhri Mesri

Secrets Of Ardalan Street (eBook, ePUB)

The Untold Truth Behind The House That Changed My Life

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

This is a true story, but it nearly remained untold.

Author Fakhri Mesri writes: "When Aria first spoke, his pain became a physical presence in the room-a weight that compressed my chest until I could barely breathe. I needed medication just to endure listening. His story's toxicity would incapacitate me for days afterward."

"When I finally recovered enough to call him back, often the sickness had transferred to him. 'My head is full of shattered glass and thunder,' he'd say. 'I have no voice today.'"

"His daughter's visits were the cruelest mercy. For a few hours, light would return to that cursed house. But when she left, darkness would descend with redoubled force, crushing him beneath its weight. He would be bedridden for days. The story would wait. "Yet he always returned, driven by a desperate need to be heard. "This is my only remaining vengeance," he'd whisper. "They took everything-my sky, my ground. I'm a man haunted by ghosts. This house is a tomb. Their silence is my scream."

The act of capturing this story demanded its own brutal sacrifice.

For one full year, I worked through the dead hours-3 AM, 4 AM-the laptop's pale glow my only companion while the world slept. Some mornings, I'd catch my reflection in the mirror: eyes pools of blood from exhaustion and sleeplessness, a stranger staring back at me.

After midnight, when I would finally rise from the laptop, my legs and arms had gone numb, lifeless limbs I could barely command. My back had seized into a rigid plank of agony. I would struggle to stand, each movement a small act of torture. But I had become so submerged in the act of writing, so deeply drowned in Aria's ocean of pain, that I had forgotten my own body existed. I had forgotten pain itself.

Power failures erased hours of work. Exhausted fingers would slip on the keyboard, deleting entire chapters. I'd start over the next day. And the next. Flash drives exploded from the sheer volume of archived evidence-recordings, documents, the digital remnants of a destroyed life. When one corrupted, I'd buy another. When my laptop's memory filled to capacity and froze, erasing everything, I would begin again.

The cold was unrelenting. Untouched snacks petrified beside my keyboard. In my sleep-deprived haze, I'd knock over cold coffee, watching it stain the desk the color of despair. My phones lay dead, uncharged. The only sounds: the clock's merciless tick, and Aria's voice, replaying in my head.

But I persevered because this story must be told.

This is not merely a memoir-it is a warning written in fire and ash. It is a desperate message to parents everywhere:

Your selfishness, your betrayals, your vendettas-they don't just destroy each other. They annihilate the innocent souls caught in the crossfire.

This book holds up a mirror to every parent, every spouse, every family standing on the edge of their own abyss. It shows, with unflinching honesty, how adult wars devastate children's futures-how jealousy metastasizes into violence, how pride transforms into poison, how the crooked path never leads home, but only to graves we dig for ourselves and those we claim to love.

The innocence you destroy today is the future you murder tomorrow.

The crooked path leads only to death-and regret.

---

Dieser Download kann aus rechtlichen Gründen nur mit Rechnungsadresse in A, D ausgeliefert werden.

Produktdetails

• Verlag: Fakhri Mesri
• Seitenzahl: 343
• Erscheinungstermin: 24. November 2025
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9786228728124
• Artikelnr.: 75976671