When you lose everything that you cared about, you feel worthless. You would feel unworthy of any of the world’s happiness – feeling lost, and alone. You desperately look for an opportunity to grab upon – an incident in your near future which would help you bounce back! Finn, was such a teenager hanging onto the last thread of hope.
Being a popular high-school teenager, Finn was adored by all. All his friends loved him, and felt lucky to have him around. Despite the fame, he was not one of those snobbish and rude people, who had nothing in them but criticism. However on one tragic day, he happened to lose his father in a car accident. The one whom Finn loved most, was now gone. His world had turned upside down. He was turning into an epitome of depression. One by one, all his friends left him; who would want to be around such a person? This didn't help him in any way. He needed people around, to be there for him. His void of sadness continued to grow till he was devoid of all happiness. His grades began to fall, accelerating faster than Earth’s acceleration due to gravity. Things that he enjoyed, became a burden for him. He used to sit in class carrying the world on his head. The only thing that still gave him hope was his school’s Annual Sports Day. He was a brilliant athlete, with legs stronger than a horse's and unimaginable stamina.
His mother being concerned about his behavioural changes, supported and encouraged him as he trained early mornings. With only one goal which seemed accomplishable, remaining in his life, he gave it his all. What he didn't realise was that, he was beginning to become an image of inspiration for all his fellow classmates, who too, felt lost.
The day of the race finally arrived! The first race was to be a relay. In his team he was going to be the fourth and last, to run four-hundred meters. As he walked to his mark, he was taunted by other team members. He ignored their snide remarks and stretched just before the race began. The race began with the sound of a gunshot from an air gun, and the teams were off to a great start. Finn's team was sadly lagging third, until he was handed the baton. With only the finish line in front of his eyes, he took off in a flash and ran like the wind. He ran as though his life depended on this race. He was running to prove a point to himself, that he was indeed worth it. Worth of all the happiness he once had, and worth of a victory. As these thoughts came to his mind, he crossed the finish line ending up first.
That day was his best, ever. He ended up coming first in all his races. He had never been happier. He looked up to the sky as though he acknowledged his father’s presence. Finn now knew, that come what may, hanging onto the last thread of hope was more important than anything, because they say – it’s always darkest before the dawn.
Amazing! :O
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