Iran's beautiful smile
Death Tebesam Salehi 17 years old in Iran Bandar Abbas
Written by: Danju
The grief from the explosion at Rajaei Port, along with the waves of the Persian Gulf, pulsed like a drumbeat beneath the city's skin. For days, the wind had been whispering through the alleys and the walls, chipped by the blast wave, murmuring the call for the eighteenth and nineteenth of Dey. A Thursday and Friday that were to seal a generation's fate. Her name was Tabassom, and her eyes were a mirror of adolescent dreams. On the night of the eighteenth, she and her brother carried their fervor and excitement into the streets, and that night they returned home safely. But on the night of the nineteenth, fate showed another face. The suppressors opened more fire, and war bullets settled on Tabassom's frail frame and on thousands of others. People fell to the ground one after another, and the city's gutters overflowed with the blood of its defenseless children. The news crashed down upon her parents like a terrible avalanche. Her father searched frantically for Tabassom's lifeless body and was met with a horrific demand that had happened to many of the Fallen Hero. The zombies had taken the bodies of their loved Fallen Hero hostage and sought to erase the shooter, placing the burde…
