Jamal's POV.

The next day I gently pushed the hospital door open and quietly walked into the white shrouded and sun rayed room, whilst Annah trailed behind me and kept a bouquet of roses at the side of the room. I sat down looking at coach's slow rhyming heartbeat and steady breath.

However, My life has been nothing close to perfect, encountering unseemly hindrances along the way, maybe that is all about destiny but fathomless encumbrances surely wasn't delightful, which I pondered on embracing such destiny or neglecting, but I found it more on the latter.

Moreover, destiny is just like a scribble on a blank sheet which can sometimes be erased, altered or seldom rewritten, howbeit destiny in a execrable phase of people's lives is scarcely altered or rewritten but it is a ceaseless scribble of compulsive events in life which is usually undeniable.

A knock jolted me from my thought while I turned and the door swiftly opened to the MB team walking right into the room. Jack and James silently made their way beside me as James placed his hand consolingly on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry man!". He said whilst I nodded mutedly. Annah smiled at them and sauntered out of the room.

"He's in a coma for now, but we hopefully estimated that he will definitely fight and be awake in not more than a week". The Nurse that came in earlier explained.

I nodded. "Thank you".

"Jamal...".

I cuts in James. "I don't think I can go on with the practice". I declared.

"Jamal, giving up on your dream is not going to change anything, coach needed you in the team, we need you in the team". Jack stated.

"There's no need for my practice when he's...". I trailed gesturing to the lying coach.

"I know and I'm sorry but Coach will prefer if you still hold unto your hope because he's not dead Jamal, he will probably be on his feet in not more than a week as said by the Nurse, so why give up now?". James stated.

Perhaps I was never one to hold unto hope, because all I ever hoped was a normal life, a life where a boy chasing his dreams was filled joyance, a life filled with laughter and giggles, a life filled with love and adorations.

But hope? Is that a word to coincide with my tenebrous life because hope is when you keep taking steps ahead, wishing to see a light at the end of the tunnel, climbing up the mountain wishing to reach the summit, but my life was filled with despair, a tunnel of endless darkness with not a gleam of light, a pile of mountains so high with no glimpse of its summit, and a life of rather not a single hope.

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I sighed, gently stood up, as the MBs were gone and sauntered out of the hospital, ambling through the busy street to the nearest beach, and marching on the beach front as the tide made a delectable dallying echo supervenient with the oceanic breeze embracing my skin.

I find a spot dropped my fatigue body and held my arms propping my head up, watching the sky picturesqueness as the sun set, painting the sky with the hues of orange and red.

I let my mind escaped from the throbbing reality as I closed my eyes, listening to the serene non_lyrical nature's rune, chorused with the quiescent oceanic breeze. The serenade, rocking me off to the dreamily journey of my mother's hand clutching my tiny one and her vague pale face smiling down as a tap on my shoulder distant her voice and faded the memories away.

I peeled my eyes open as I had probably dozed off, and slowly turned to Annah sitting right beside me, with her gleaming face of reflex to the dazzling view of the sunset she was facing.

To the core of my lonesome life, I had never dreamt of myself having someone that would choose to be a part of my cheerless life, it has always been a nightmares of gloomy days filled with what was supposed to be laughter but depressive silence, thus I can perhaps say at the moment, that the eerily silence was changing into a far barely soundable echo of laughter.

I changed into a sitting position as she turned to me, beamed and turned back to the sky. "It is beautiful". She voiced out. "Why are you out here?". She asked.

I shrugged and turned to the sky. "They said he will be up in a week". I voiced out.

She sighed, "I'm sorry".

I wasn't sure if people should feel sorry for me or I should feel sorry for myself, sorry for my miserable life, sorry for being a liability and sorry for causing catastrophe to whoever I crosses path with. Maybe that was a voice in my head speaking, but it was undeniably true as noted by how every being I had a phase of my life with, ended up grazing a bit of my gloominess into their life.

"My mom wants me to visit her tomorrow". She added.

I looked at her. "Oh... Ohk".

"Don't be sad, I will be back okay?". She smiled. Whilst I forced a smile back and we stayed in silence, all in thought.

She nudged my shoulder, "Hey, you really need to cheer up, you are more handsome with a smile". While I sighed, not close to feeling at ease. "I have an idea". She jumped up, folded her jeans upward and ran to the forefront of the beach as the ocean swashed against her feet rendering her to step into it more.

I watched unbelievably as she was perhaps acting light-hearted but that was something favorable about her as even if she finds herself in the midst of calamity she would always find something that will plaster a grin on her face peculiar to her carefree mind.

I walked to her side whilst we stood at the beach front as she was damping her feet into the swash, and watching the art of nature as the sun says it goodbyes. I turned to her, whilst she was beaming heart meltingly at the sky and that was when I felt she was fortuitous in my life.

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Hi guys, I heard that the person that created school once hit their head and lost half of their brain... Not that 'I heard' but I think. Because why would an innocent child have to go through all that difficulty?... Oh! and that innocent child is me! Teary cheeks... But nonetheless I really want to be updating more often, so you guys should pray for me... Uhmm! And vote, drop comments and follow.
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