This is my limit

When we try to cross our borders into someone else's borders, we have to ask permission first.

Just as we pass from one country to another using a permit to enter called a “visa,” we have to ask permission first when we enter a friend's house or room.

There are many other limits that we must never cross, no matter what, lest we lose our friends whom we love.

“Yasser”, “Sally”, “Yasmine”, “Salma”, “Shadi” and “Fouad” have things that are bothering them. Do they tell their friends what is bothering them, and ask them to stop?

Or do they decide to distance themselves from them?

A story about respecting personal boundaries and the privacy of others.