Real story: Dream without nation

Rif north of morocco, the area was stricken by overwhelming crisis, throughout three years of siege and warfare of protests in 2016,pushed many to risk their life and cross the sea into spain,Allal thought of what others  have done,refused to give any chance to death to grab him,most of those adventurers have nothing to keep them from doing not that.

 No inheritance no home no job ,the past was gone,and presence isn't reliable , future is mysterious ! but Allal was an inheritor of modest property from his father,he was waiting to be in his name and sell it,to buy a house ,and start a project anywhere.
 three years later lost all his patience, that dream collapsed and smashed his hope for being in happiness,he didn't acquire legal documents to possese his property,as many peoples like him whose life was postponed,he filed many formal complaints,and no solution was given to his problem by responsibles.
he sweared to buy not any apartment from lobbies that lay opressive laws which make him strive as not to own his land they,made him going through difficulties that prompted a trauma of evryday life !in broad daylight decided to use no mailman filed a last complaint and had sent it to the lord, and went to Tanger city, to begin a new fighting in a search of life,he was there like an alien without map,passing through old tracks revising new roads he knew as soon as he arrived in the city. he has not stopped until he felt his feet aching, headed up at a hill where,the cannons has been set on a shelf of the old wall seems like a tower to protect the city from invasions he looked at other side that was only 18 klm away,and concieved how the immegration is an inevitable obligation not a choice,he thought in the same time that there is on other side, who thinks opposite, going to morocco for tourism is a necessity not a contempt .
3o minutes had passed he felt the hunger was alerted by his bowels ,but his thoughts still concentrated on the other side his views can't feed on the scene of mountains of spain he wished if only there is a butter,and where he was a bread,spanish wouldn't have been unique and moroccan vulgar! he ceased staring at mediterranean flat and raised his eyes to the sky in pursuit of his complaint about robbery of his property he advanced before.
the answer yet has not come from the lord too! lowed his head then mingled with men and women were hesitant to consider him in their looks lay accidently at his sight.
 he promised himself that if he is going to be defeated,none of these peoples will know when that it has started, and when will end,there are amount of miserables who admitted a defeat by taking a part on a street,as beggar who sat exhibiting pipe with its scabbard as passersby glance at him aware of who was,and his manner!? that doesn't allow any kind of an emploration because he was sincere doing that, and his request was simple and limited ,he just needed to bo recognized than helped,seen dignified than pitified. anyway Allal put the matter a side, and walked through narrow routes strech old part of the city,there was an attraction in flats he passed by,but he had not a sense of tourism to observe details , all he felt then was a hunger flavor on his tongue,as blind stomach of him,caused the important things around him invisible. taking one meal at the popular restaurant for lunch and dinner it is not costing much! he had some money to cover his expenses for three days,then on he will be in hard conditions,if he didn't find who can assist him for a few other days until can find any work .
to free himself from these concerns about the instinctive scarcity he demanded the cheapest meal,and sat at a round table waiting the waiter to serve him , tallying minutes that go out his life. he thought that there is not prepaid time to spend looking for settlement in this city,where he didn't know when there will be a chance to start anything in right way!  still has not got a peace of mind,since he has entired this urban jungle,the sound of divergence rumbled inside him like a thunder,and followed with streaming desire of getting back to his village and go on there in the unknown.
he ended hanging with some prostitutes at night club,he was described,by his dialect as Rifian.
a man with this affiliation in vision of peoples of other regions means wealth ,money,generosity,so he was easy hunt with a simple praise from a woman so the time was a midnight still has he not stopped drinking talking to the women of the night who joined him at the table, having more drinks at his cost. when each of them left table ,a consequence of that has not come to his mind until he swung to pay because he was drunk,he withdrew some papers of his wallet and handed it to the  waiter, who glanced at his table with free bottles and cans,he jestured at him with his index to add more!cause this was not enough "there are some bottles were not got to be paid with pennies , this wouldn't satisfy"
- alright !
said Allal, then turned his back to the waiter as he went up stairs to fegure out through doorway,where two guards restrained him from letting the place before paying the rest, as the waiter stalked behind him,
the guard pinched his jacket and pushed him back against the wall threatening him,if he didn't he pay, he will let him go only with hip short !-get away i'am sick of h1n1 !
- genuine ! i know why you tell me that !
you don't know anything i'm serious ! shouted Allal to deter him away
dignified,vainly he lost in the wrestle clothes it can compensate a half of price of the drinks: his sneakers and trouser leather jacket went off him they released him just in his brief after they guaranteed his return to settle the full price as long as his identity card was held!
absurd he was looking on street as the case is with who wants to extinct from patched light to be not exposed he picked himself up into the terrace ,he walked alongside the beach so none would disdain him on appearing topless until the top of hill covered with forest where he laid on the sand, dazzled thinking of how he could be tomorrow ,the wasteful money he preserved for the next three days just for living, had gone with his clothes !
as his comlaint wasn't  audible or readable ,he would complain again ,the self-blaming took so long to let him to sleep only with sound of waves splaying in his right ear, that's open in air and other saddled his palm like a pillow ,sixty minutes passed over his sleeping , he trembled turnig his torso against the land looking for a comfortable position to maintain his absence,at least this his escape from reality for sometime if his dream could have been a nightmare as it has to be at vigilance.