I'm beautiful and perfect. Well not perfect their is not such thing but u get my point. My name is Elizabeth. Anyway, I was loved and adored until I was in 5th grade. When I was driving with my mom we were going through a tunnel and a car was driving with their lights off and they weren't paying attention and they crashed right into our front. My mom.. Well she died but I didn't I just got my legs broken. I didn't have a dad so I had to go to a foster.. Everyone still loved me I guess but my legs were still broken. I had an electronic wheelchair so I didn't really had that much trouble but everyone gave me their pity hugs and stuff so I was mad. Some kids where jealous of me. Hah schof I was jealous of them. At least they could walk. I could still talk and people would talk to me like right now someone us asking me a question.
"What's your favorite color?"
"Red"
And then she walked away she asked me a couple questions before that but I was busy. That's how my conversations are usually.
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Adopted
Teen Fictionthis is a story about a handicapped girl who goes on an adventure with her new family. go ahead read it. u will love it. ❤❤❤
