This is the story written by the members of IFK in the one sentence game check it out !!! You can add more sentences to make it a better story !!! It was finally Eid! I woke up early to pray Fajr.Then I took a bath n got ready .I wore my best clothes and got ready to reach eid gah on time ...after praying,i was soo anxious about the eid so i didnt go back to sleep.i tried to make myself busy by going into facebook and all but i gave in to sleep en drifted off.i was woken up by an incoming call from my friend wanting to wish me eid mubarak.i was taken aback that it was some minutes to ten.i cursed myself,tears rolled down en felt pain inside my stomach that i missed the whole eid prayers,breakfast,salams.thats basically what happened to me.arggggg.but then I realised this was just a bad dream and I had plenty of time to walk the long way round to the mosque reading Eid Takbir: Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, laa ilaaha ill-Allaah, Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar, wa Lillaahi’l-hamd (Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, there is no god except Allaah, Allaah is Most Great, Allaah is Most Great, and all praise be to Allaah)My mum and sisters were still sleeping. After I prayed. I went and wrapped up there Eid presents and set them on the living room floor. They had done so much for me this Ramadan and I wanted to thank them. When it was time almost time for Eid prayer I went and woke them. They came out and opened their presents. My sisters were happy, and my moms eyes started to water. I asked her what was wrong and she said "This is the best Eid gift I have ever gotten. Alhamdulilah." After Eid prayer we returned home from the Masjid and spent the whole day together as a family.Then I went out to meet my cousin after so long, who i was not aloud to meet because, she and my family had a problem and our contact got cut off long time back, I decided to go meet her because it was a blessed day from Allah a time to forgive and forget a time with only blessings and happiness filled in it, or so I tried to achieve by the will of Allah.It felt great meeting my cousin. Time just flew.we went to the park on the way I saw a sad boy sitting on the bench he was not wearing any new clothes, but i had always seen him in masjid during Ramdhan I greeted him Assalamualykum he answered me back I called him to my house and gave him some sweets and asked him about his family.He told me his brother had graduated but could not attend school because they didn't have enough money for college .I sat wit him spoke to him about his family I came to know that his father had died when he was very small ,and his mother was a maid at a rich womans place, I gave him one of my clean clothes and told him to wear it when my grand mother saw htis she started shouting how could you give your clean clothes to him, Filthy little rat!" she screamed. the little boy's eyes gleamed with tears, feeling pity for himself. i felt rage, yet i learned to control my anger during Ramadhan. and since she was older to me i have to be polite yet i couldnt just ignore her rudeness. i took a deep breath and gave life to my voice. "Grandma...if Ramadhan is for everyone...how can he differ from you and me?" when i said the little boy's lips curled being happy. it was a smile of hope. my grandmother had nothing else to say. she shrugged her shoulders and walked pass us.I waited for my dad too come home. I persuaded my parents if we could atleast take to a boarding school where he coould study. I told my parents when someone dies only three things will help that person and these things are sadaka tul jariya,amal good deed and a pious child and the little boy was an orphan to educate him will be sadaka tul jariya and they will benefit till the day of judgment. They told me to give them time to think also agreed the boy to spend the night at home. That night at dinner the boy had a lovely warm meal and then after I took him in our guest room and showed him where to sleep.he was full,clean and warm after a long time. As I was leaving to go to my room he called me and said jazkhallah kher with a lovely smile. That night I woke up for tahajud and prayed foor my parents to agree to my suggestion.in the morning I woke up for farj. As we were having breakfast my parents told me they want to talk to me. My heart was beating fast for I didn't know wht answer to expect . they told me they have good news they discussed and thought It was a bright idea to do and they will send him to school in the next one week. I was happy I felt tears rolling my cheeks I jumped n hugged my parents,then I did sijad tul shukr and thanked Allah for I have finally done something good on edd day. I rushed in my room and took my home bank and gave it to my parents to assist they with the fees. I then rushed to meet the boy.......