12 Letters

Chapter 1

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The next morning, he opened up his brown eyes which never slept due to the curious state of mind. Those eyelids having no intention to blink stared at the wooden ceiling up top.

"Dylan!!!!!!!" Came the loudest voice from downstairs breaking the silence of the fresh spring morning!

He quickly rose up on his bed as he was expecting that his mom would be calling him anytime soon! He looked at the wall-clock leaving his room, checked his wrist-watch climbing down the stairs and having a little smirk on his face he mumbled,"It's time."

"Take this. Another one!!!" Said Mrs. Adams in a very desperate tone.

"Okay,Thanks Mom!!" Saying this he rapidly climbed a couple of stairs and was stopped by another loud voice,yet terrifying this time from his mom.

"What's up with you since so many days?" Asked his mom again with a desperate tone but a little anger.

"Ohh, Mom! It's nothing. I haven't changed a bit. I am the same I was." Said Dylan trying to sound innocent.

"And breakfast? Tell me one thing. What is this thing about letters? Who's writing this letters to you?" Asked his mom out of curiosity.

"Ahhhh,this! Just some usual letters from the Basketball Committee. And don't worry about breakfast,I will be back in a few minutes!" Said Dylan quickly running up the staircase trying to escape from his mom.

"I don't know what is going in his mind,he will make me crazy for sure!" Murmured his mom in her own thoughts while she could hear some of the thudding sounds of the table in Dylan's room.

After a few minutes, when her mom had almost decided to go to the market for some Groceries,a loud cry came from upstairs,"Noooooooooooooooooooooo! This can't be possible!!! How can this be????"

"Dylan!!!! Dylan!!! Dylan!!!!!" His mom Shouted rushing Upstairs.
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Flashback:(14 Months Before)

The lights coming in from the windows and spreading unevenly across the room made him turn on the light. It was quiet and sound and all anyone could hear was the tick-tock of the clock along with the tick-tock of the pen making him curious and curious every second. Moving his legs up and down, decided to finally give up the wait and leave. At the same moment, the door opened with the usual screeching sound and then entered the person he was most waiting for.

"Dark,isn't it? I know I'm late,sorry for that! But better it would be if it's not about the same topic,Mr.Sam!" He said in a zap by adjusting himself in the chair.

"Ah,yes! Actually it was about that same topic, Principal Sir!" Said Mr. Sam with a nervous smile.

"It's half past eight in the morning and I have told you that I will look into the matter" Said Mr. Andrews with a bit of annoyance.

Before Mr. Sam could argue with the him, Mr. Andrews said,"I know you worry a lot about him. But I need some time to think on it. Give me a month."

"Sir,you don't understand! For once, allow me to explain why I want this to happen." Said Mr. Sam.

"Mr. Sam! I assure..."

"Sir,it has been more than 18 months since his father's death and despite coming out from all that depression and mental trauma,he played for the school that day and made us win." It's not about what good will be happening to us. It's always and always about good that will be happening to him. I'm not asking more sir,it's just a strong suggestion that we could at least help him achieving his passion which could also be a solution for the family Income. Sir,not for any awards but for humanity." Mr. Sam said to Mr. Andrews interrupting him without even realising it.