My Life as a Video Game (Level 1)


This is a continuation of “Climbing Over Grit”


“156th story”

Written by:

“Marzeeh Laleh Chini”




Level One


As the ambulance took my Dad’s body to the hospital, the neighbor’s carried our bodies like we were corpses too.

My Mom was continuously screaming and crying. I was holding Arash and Ashkan tight and begging God: “Please, let my Dad be alive.”

I was only fourteen, Arash six and Ashkan two. Jaleh was sixteen years old, taking care of her four-month-old son at home, not knowing what we were witnessing that night.

She was home alone, probably praying for her husband to come back safe from the foolish war of Iran and Iraq.

When we got to the hospital, we saw my Dad’s body on the portable bed of the ambulance right on the pavement, covered with a white sheet up to his head.

We all screamed, “Oh. No. This can’t be good news.”

My uncle came along with some policemen. He was screaming while pointing at my Mother: “She killed my brother!”

Everything was blurry; words were unfair. We had just lost our father, could anyone comfort us?

I was confused, Arash was panicking, and Ashkan was crying. I couldn’t shuffle the most recent events of our lives, to figure out what could have lead to this. The experience didn’t make any sense at that moment.

The same uncle who accused us of being the killers took us to his home.


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  1. i cannot fathom
    the divde
    in your old country
    but in being told
    who i am
    by my son
    then again
    it is all too true

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  2. I can’t even imagine what you went through, I always admire your braveness in that hard situation. Love you.❤️

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  3. Can’t even imagine the anguish and heart burns all of you would have gone through Laleh. Would buy the book.
    Love and blessings

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  4. You definitely is one unique kind😍

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  5. You are brave Laleh. I can’t even imagine what you went through. Lot’s of love ❤️.

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  6. I have your book on my list to read. I’m looking forward to reading it!

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  7. Your life has been filled with so much hardship to endure, I can’t even fathom it from reading about it. Yet you turned out to share your life as a wonderful storyteller.

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  8. I have your book on my Kindle!
    What a story !! Hard to even imagine the pain and the suffering but the strength and determination was extraordinary.
    Is there a continuation book Laleh?

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  9. I can’t begin to imagine the turmoil and heartache..

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  10. So glad your book is doing well, Laleh. ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  11. I got immersed into ur words. Your Story Telling n choice of words is very refined.


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  12. Must have been terribly hard on you! Heart wrecking! You are a brave lady!

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