The flowers : It is a collection of thoughts, more like self-disclosure, on the tongue of a child who lived the experience of losing a father, and felt the fever of eternal separation, after her father drowned her with sincere fatherly affection, so she expressed what was brewing in her soul through letters; To prove that from pain the flowers of creativity may sprout, and from the heat of fever the seeds of tenderness sometimes sprout. Fragments is a serious attempt to write and create the most beautiful Arabic language. It is the conversation of the soul to the soul. A smile of hope despite the difficulties, it is a picture of challenge and will, of a girl who loves life.
