I yearn to run to play; I want to feel the wind dragging through my hair. The resistance of wind dragging me back holding me down. My desire is to feel it again if I could. 

The diary was closed with a resounding smack as the boy sighed, he appeared to be in a hospital room, the white walls surrounded him, the only difference was the droopy flowers next to his bedside table. And the black tv that was on playing the news. 

It's been weeks since the tragic accident that disabled me hindering me from doing anything noteworthy my parents don't have time for me none of my relatives do. 

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It was a cold January night as a boy with black hair walked out of the house for a walk his parents were arguing again apparently, and he didn't want to stay there for it. Whether they were talking about his dad's cheating or his mother's constant misuse of money he didnt know he didnt care. As they didnt care about him. 

When they "chatted' he liked to take walks like these even though he hated the cold with every fiber of his being it is nice to get out of the house occasionally. 

They lived in a quiet suburban neighborhood away from all the drama of the city which the boy liked. He loved the neighborhood ponds which was sadly closed due to some pompous asshole dumping oil there for no reason. 

He looked down at his wet boots marred with ice and snow as he walked on the sidewalk. On the street there was ice on the road with clumps of snow. But if you looked closely, you could see the salt crystals laid out to melt the ice. 

The boy thought about his school and how he is the number one-track star of his grade he loved running and also soccer. It may not be fun to watch it but playing it is a different story entirely. 

He continued his walk turning towards another street "Lake miller st" to be exact he continued walking moving out of the way of a stop sign until he had to cover his eyes. A truck had their high beams on as they sped down the road. 

He felt as if it was a good idea even though he didnt was to that he should get more on the sidewalk getting deeper into snow. 

But in the car a man was texting while driving trying to reassure his wife that he will be home in an hour or two. While he tried to turn and slow down his brakes weren't working. Seeing this he saw the boy which he recognized as Sora, his son's friend. 

He honked his horn as Sora looked up seeing the familiar truck but as soon as he saw that the truck wasn't stopping, he dove away from the road, but the truck skidded over a piece of rock and ice it swerved where sora was. 

As it hit him soras body flew as it hit the stop sign on his lower back he fell slipping into unconsciousness while the truck crashed into the little ditch barely any real scratches or dents. The man called the police as he ran over to sora as he picked him up saying. 

You will be okay son. Said the man with a grim look on his face as the sora passed out fully. 

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So here I am bedridden never able to run track or play soccer ever again the lower half of my body is disabled for the most part. My parents visited the night it happened although at different times. (Still showing their resentment towards each other) 

But lately I've been watching anime some type of animation but mostly used in Japan. Since I've got no better thing to do with my time. 

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A few months later. 

The doctors let me go home 2 months ago and it's been very hard adjusting to all this, my parents are rarely probably forgetting about me. Ever since the incident they haven't even talked to me. 

My dad gives me the cold shoulder probably calling me useless and my mom just drinks all her problems away though my mom did hire some caretakers for me which i really wish i didnt need. 

Not that they don't do their job, it's just the fact that i hate having someone else have to take me to use the restroom and change me. On a side note at least they are females. 

Dad took me out of school I guess not wanting to deal with the embarrassment of a crippled son going to school. So, I just spent my time reading books and watching anime. 

But i really do love the old anime like 2010 stuff like Naruto, dragon ball, flame of Recca and Kenichi the mightiest disciple. Though i do love Naruto the most, the hardships the adventure but if i could i would go there just to play. 

I know you're probably thinking he said play? And yes, i did besides the killing and murder i think going there to hop through trees and fight sound cool. And if i could i would learn the body flicker because i think it was very underrated along with the Kaguya clan. 

And i found it stupid that no one thought for the ocular dojutsu to just grab chili powder or something maybe even lime juice. 

But of course, it's just dreams and ambitions, sadly.