Sonnet
Author note:
I'm bored...
I don't own anything, maybe the OC's, but I'm not sure.
Flashback
"We're here. It's the moment everybody was waiting for, the Wimbledon woman's finals. The first finalist is the American, Jane Bailey, last year's champion. Facing against her is the Japanese Ryuzaki Sakuno, the one who took the tennis word by surprise becoming the second best player in the world in a short amount of time."
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"This is the last set and Ryuzaki has the upper hand. Well folks we might have a new Queen of Tennis by tonight."
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"OH NO! It seems her wrist has been injured. Ryuzaki is unable to continue. Bailey Jane wins by default. This is an unexpected turn of events. Bailey is still number one."
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"I'm very sorry to inform you this, Ryuzaki-san, but your wrist is beyond repair. You can no longer play tennis. Your career as a pro tennis player is over."
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Ryuzaki Sumire was staying in the kitchen thinking about the events that happened not very long ago. Taka, her son and his wife, Saki, decided to go on a vacation, but they never came back home. When the police informed her, she nearly had a heart attack. They said that the car was transformed in a pile of metal and they had a hard time identifying the bodies. Fortunately their daughter had caught a flu just before leaving and remained at home with her grandmother. She really didn't know what she would have done if Sakuno died too. Sakuno, thought Sumire, the poor little girl, her parents death affected her the most. She refused to go outside her room and it took Sumire hours to convince her to eat. She didn't know what to do to lift the girls spirits.
A loud noise was heard. Sumire hurried to the source of the noise only to stop and stare. Her granddaughter was on the floor in front of the staircase trying to get up. The fact that she was on the floor didn't surprised Sumire since Sakuno was very clumsy. She was surprised because after three weeks she finally got out of her room, by herself. After she got out of stupor Sumire went to help her out.
"Sakuno, are you alright? You didn't hurt yourself, did you?" asked her grandma worried.
"Baa-chan, I want to play tennis." said Sakuno determined.
Sumire could only stare and nod. She would do everything to make her happy.
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When I do count the clock