My Life

Going Home

Chloe ran to the car and saw me sitting in the passenger seat and screamed. She loves seeing me. Then all of that excitement just faded in an instant. "Victoria, wha happen?" She was so cute. She's only 3. "Baby, I've hurt my footsie. Are you going to look after me?" Her smile lit up the car again and she laughed. "Yeah, I'll be like a doctor". I started laughing.

We got home in less that 10 minutes. Mum helped me change considering the fact that I can't touch my leg let alone get a pair of pants. I stayed in my sports jumper just because it kept me really warm. I stayed downstairs the whole time. I wasn't confident going up 16 stairs that were in a spiral. Just...no. Mum, Chloe and I sat downstairs and ate dinner. I sat on the couch with the blanket over the top of me. Let's face it, I was bored. Very much bored...

The shower was the hardest bit I think, ok, apart from the fact that I can't dress myself. Mum placed a plastic chair on the base of the shower and helped me onto it. It was hard. She then placed a massive garbage bag over the plaster. Very awkward indeed. The chair kept slipping around the shower. The fact that I couldn't move around very well made it hard for me to stabilise myself. This is going to be a hard couple of weeks...

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Hey everyone. My name is Chloe. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself earlier in the book. This is my first book that I have ever written on Wattpad. I hope you're enjoying it. I'm sorry that this is a short chapter, but I will keep writing...
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