The story, creatively written by me, poetically describe a big beautiful woman (BBW) known as Wahda, she is also celebrated as a plus size beautiful woman. This imaginative story of mine shouldn't be treated as a truth in her real life. She is only an inspirational force behind this creative work.
2019: Age (21)
So lies a shadow on my heart to-day.
People looked at Wahda lovingly, and confessed, saying, the most beautiful!. Her devoted friend wished to comfort her in times of her low-spirits, she put her hand on her thick curly dark hair and whispered affectionately to her, “we have to keep going”. Wahda stressed on the importance of loving each other as a timeless source of happiness. In her state of deep melancholy, Wahda was silent, bowing her head down and concealed the two tears streaming down her cheeks, then a benevolent human being laid her hand on her head caressing her tenderly. Wahda’s mind became courageous with the strength of spirit. She spoke quietly and earnestly about her soul’s emotions and somewhat slow plaintive lullabies brought an intensity to them. Wahda’s eyes smiled in all its brightness. The loud voice of an honest man was heard as Wahda approached his way “this woman appears to be gentle and nice as very rarely women i saw in the past”. Wahda was stately, yet humble.
2020: Age (22)
Ofthe bright head, all golden with its curls.
Wahda sat down with the child in her lap and gave him some chocolate, and I thought, some milk. I could see that she did everything before giving it to him, she ate last and then lulled to fall asleep in her arms. The hope seemed to whisper the fulfillment of wishes and happiness in her heart. Wahda gained favour from people by her devotional love. Her voice of innocence was a voice of trust. Her two, brightly colored eyes were illuminating more beautifully than the stars illuminating in the vault of heaven.
2021: Age (23)
With soft caresses, through her curls of gold.
Wahda’s grandparents possessed wisdom; by their teachings, her youth was strengthened as long as Wahda loved and searched for it. She was a strong woman of whom her parents were proud. She had a charm of character and virtue of manners, great virtues. Wahda’s perfect features joined together like a sweet-smelling bunch of flowers to become one beautiful thing that was her exceptional personality. Wahda was sweetly fascinated in love, and kept its affections fresh like the flower sprinkled with a dew.
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