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A True Story Based on A Lie

…and as the boy was running through the playground across the backyard, filling his 5-year-old lungs full with air, just about started bellowing out to him as well as to the courtyard the most familiar name in the world: “ANNNEEEEE!” [Turkish for mother].

Right when the sound waves should have erupted, he had an idea.

Little did he realize how this exact moment would be the seedling from which a tragicomic ghost story would take shape. A story that would bitter sweetly bedevil him for the rest of his life.

The almost yelled out yell left an emptiness over the …