Blank Screen

She was sitting on her greenish striped bed with her laptop right in front of her on the table, hot chocolate and some biscuits on the side, staring at the blank screen for almost fifteen minutes now, thinking how to transfer her thoughts into words, agonizing over each word choice she thinks of, she needed to start writing daily, she thought.
Her younger sister Salama suddenly entered the room without knocking and cut off the chain of her thoughts, it was her habit, she knew, but she couldn't help but to feel irritated!. She already announced couple of times in family meetings to avoid disturbing her or looking for her at this hour. But apparently like the old saying, what she said entered in one ear and went off from the other.
“What do you want” she said in an unfriendly tone, crunching up her face. “Nothing” Salma said in defensive “I just came in to remind you that you didn't send anyone to buy the stuffs we ran out of in the kitchen”. She rolled her eyes peeved ; it was an additional new chore she needed to handle since their devoted house keeper left in a sick leave.
“ohhhh, I forgot dear, I had such a hectic day running around from one place to another” she paused thinking of something to add , “I even had to look for a new plummer, since we fired the last one from the hotel” what she said was true but she did it yesterday, she was a terrible liar!.
“Can you plzzz run to the store before they close it” she asked appealingly hoping for a yes.
“Alone????” her sister replied. 
Their beloved city was recently unsafe; some assassinations of prominent leaders were taking place here and there. People rumored and pointed fingers at "them", the known terrorist organization in the country, no one even dared to call their name out loud. after all even the walls has ears!
The relatively young federal state didn't have enough resources for an efficient investigation so they limited it into formalities. It wasn't unusual though.
The officials restated the obvious, public agreed. “It can’t be someone else” people stated confidently when discussing the matter over the traditional evening tea.
"hellooooo" said Salma "you blacked out AGAIN! hahahah".
it was a bad habit of her, dwelling in her thought while conversing.
she remembered “Ofourse not! Take someone with you salmaaa, take the car” she replied, “please leave me alone, I’m really busy here, can’t you see! I'll owe you one, ok?” she smiled trying to sound convincing.
“But everyone is out habibti, and I can’t drive as you know, I’m really sorry”.
“Oh f**k, than lets go” she closed the empty window file on her laptop screen.
She wouldn't risk the safety of her baby sister over a stupid writing that wouldn't even come out of her small brains! 
“I’ll never write again! Maybe it’s not my thing after all” she declared to her ambitious self, talking to herself loudly.
“Excuse me” said Salma who was still in the room.
“Nothing”.
Than she jumped off to the closet looking for something to wear.
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