Beginning

This was summer season. The night sky was full of stars. The gentle breeze was blowing but Jack was sitting on his broken bed in a very tensed mood and sweat was Rolling down his face. His eyes were looking so weary that he might start crying at the moment. Jack was a young boy of 19, with a brown complexion that looks quite attractive, scattered light brown hairs and black eyes. Usually people of this age are immature and non-serious but Jack was different. And that moment, a coughing sound echoed in the room. Jack turned around to see his old mother laying on the bed next to his bed. He ran to bring a glass of water for his mother from the side table. His mother sit and drink the water and after a few minutes she slept again.