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"Are you sure that you want to go?" My mum asked and I nodded my head

"Are you a hundred percent sure that you want to come?" She asked me again and I nodded my head sternly

I hadn't been outside in a couple of weeks but I decided to go out because I can't keep myself in this room forever. But I really hate going outside because I feel uneasy and weird all the time and I can't deal with all of the looks that I get. My mum suggested that I should come outside with her and that we go on a little drive. I already had clothes on so I just needed to put on some trainers and a jacket.

I looked out of the car window and stared at everyone who walked past. All these memories started coming back and a salty tear dropped down my face. I wiped it away and pulled my hood up.

"We're very sorry but it seems as if you're going to be wheelchair bound for the rest of your life." The female doctor said and looked down at the clipboard in her hands

My mind constantly went back to what that doctor said and I didn't believe it at all. I couldn't Imagine myself having to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I was going to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I was never going to get the chance to walk again. My face turned up in disgust and I looked at the doctor standing in front of me.

"You're a liar! She's lying! I'm not going to be in a wheelchair, mum she's lying to me!" I shook my head in disbelief

"I'm just as upset as you are and I know that you don't want to believe what she's saying. But you are going to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life and you are going to deal with it just like how you deal with the rest of your problems. It is going to get hard and there will be times where you're going to be upset but you and I both know that you're strong and that you'll be able to get through this." Mum rubbed my arm and I gently pushed her hand off my arm

"Can the both of you get out please," I looked away. "I want to be alone."

*

The sound of tires screeching and an engine revving had caught my attention, making me jump up in fright. My eyes wondered around and landed on the black motorcycle across the road. I rolled my eyes and took deep breaths in an out to try and steady my breathing. The car stopped and I looked out of the window and saw that we were at my Aunt Jennifer's house. I threw my head back and grunted lowly. I hated coming here. My aunt was one of them judgemental aunts who never shut their mouths and always had something to say.

My mum helped me out of the car and into my wheelchair, she knocked on the door and we both waited for someone to open the door. The door swung open revealing my aunt and her spoilt 7 year old daughter who was clinging onto her leg. They both looked at me and forced a smile, I rolled my eyes and wheeled myself into the house. I heard loud chatter coming from the front room and I saw all my cousins sitting there playing a heated game of blackjack. I let out a sigh of relief and pushed myself further into the room, with the help of my cousin Kamora. They restarted the game and handed me a group of cards and we began playing.