Horror

Arab heritage stories, filled with many stories carrying horror and terror, to sons and grandsons, from which they obtained horror and terror through those stories, and story of Najma the robber is one of stories, the heritage that grandsons narrate to their sons, and this is its descendants. The Story: There was a group of small girls who all lived in a small village surrounded by great, wide forest, and in that forest there was no inhabited house. She would appear every period, and disappear in another period. ...

The narrative heritage is that memory of living events, that story that carried the horrors of its events and passed it down by generations to remain rooted in minds with its lessons and reminders, and sometimes terror. What is served by its listener, whether child or adult, is that perhaps one of the famous stories that the brothers narrate to their children in the Arab countries is the story of Mother of Boys. ...

Some of the stories and narrations we hear from our grandmothers may not constitute heritage passed down by generations. They may be narrations about true events they lived at their age, by their familiarity with reality and that ancient time periods were indeed filled with events that today’s mind cannot easily believe. The narrator says and her name is Asma: We were sitting in our rural home one of the winter nights extremely cold in temperature. The weather was storming severely outside to a truly terrifying degree. During those thunderous storms and this unstable weather, the electrical current suddenly cut off. ...

We must learn from childhood not to betray, as betrayal is harsh, especially when it comes from the humans closest to our hearts. The betrayal of a loved one is like a stabbing sword. Its effect remains no matter how many days pass, and we meet other people, while the wound of treachery and betrayal remains in our hearts, fueling the curse of revenge within us. Therefore, it’s important that you learn not to betray, as happened in this story. ...