My Ranting Place

Taken for granted

Theme: The blessings and little things we take for granted unless we lose them, always be thankful.
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The laughter of the children playing in the park adjacent to my house could be clearly heard on the first floor where i resided. I could see them kicking the ball around as they tried to pick friendly fights with each other; accusing eachother of cheating.

They would play different games at the same time everyday. And I would be by the window on time to see them daily.

I jerked and watched with anxiety as one of the boys fell and clutched his knee. When the other three boys gathered around him and he started laughing, I realized he was just joking around. I let out a sigh of relief as i looked at my feet sitting on the support of the wheel-chair.
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Hajirah Writes