🎨 Anonymous's Canvas 🎨 ✅

Some truths hurt right? Well it's really not a lie you know! Sometimes by hearing a certain truth, one's whole world shatters, as if it never existed as whole before.

Well like that my whole world also once shattered when doctor said,

"Mr. Wang. I'm sorry. But your limbs can't be attached anymore. We tried our best but the tissues and nerves were damaged so much that we weren't able to reattach the cut portion of your limb. We are very sorry for that."

For him it was only a statement to his patient, but to me it was the end of my dreams; dreams of becoming a famous basketball player. You know who's my inspiration? My inspiration is Kobe Bryant who also passed away in such an accident, only leaving some good memories and moments for us. Someone once said 'Life is a tragedy." Well that's really not a lie you know.

Oh see, it seems beside becoming a lame person I also have become an amnesiac. I've already blabbered so many unnecessary tragic things about my life but still haven't told my name. Well my name is Wang Jun. I'm now maybe 25 years old. Well I really don't remember many things about myself you know. What's the point of that even! Nobody gonna remember me anyways in future.

In the past I was a dashing handsome guy, over whom several girls used to drool. Wait! Have I just spat out the cringe side of mine? Ha ha. Seems the habit of me telling myself as handsome still hasn't gone yet. Well that's really not my fault, afterall 'Habit dies hard.'

Well I'm not handsome now but a centre of sympathy which I never wanted. Don't be dumb, okay? Say how a lame person without two legs can be handsome! Sometimes I really wonder, who's fault was that really. Mine or that train's; which smashed my legs? Well maybe my fate was at fault. Ha ha. Never mind.

After losing my legs, I really went into depression. I behaved rudely with my parents and even with my elder brother who has always been supportive of my decisions since the past. At a time I became so selfish that I didn't even bother to think about my family too. How much great work did I do? I tried to attempt suicide. Great, right? Back then I thought likewise, that attempting suicide would free me from all the pains of life. But never did I expect that the moment when the nerves of my wrist would tear apart, how much pain would I feel. No really, it hurt very much when I slashed open my wrist , but somehow that pain didn't overcome the pain and hole in my heart; the pain of being a failure to my parents, the pain of being a failure to the society, the pain of being a failure to the team in which I used to play, and finally the pain of being failure to myself. Back then all I could see was only failure, everywhere. 

But it only lasted till one day , I met him. Yes, him. Well it's hard to believe, I know but I never asked him his name. Sometimes I regret that, why didn't I ask him his name back then. But then thought if there's something called fate, we would meet again..

Well the day when I met him wasn't a special one like in movies or dramas. It was rather a simple sunny day in spring which I failed to see back then. Before a day or two I was discharged from hospital after I tried to attempt suicide. My wrist was still painful and so was my heart, for not being able to get free from the hardships of life. To cheer up my mood a little my Gege took me to my favourite place. He took me to that cherry blossom garden where I used to run around in childhood. But this time it was really different, really very different. I was trying hard to recollect my happiness, but felt like something was there which was restricting me to enjoy the view around myself. Over that I couldn't even touch the lowest branches of cherry blossoms too since I was sitting in a wheelchair. So nasty. I now really can't remember how I felt back then, maybe pitied myself or felt disgusted over myself. Well whatever, it's now all in the past.