After my mom's death, my grandparents moved into my mom's bedroom. The funeral had taken place a few days after we had found her at the house. I was given a few more days off of school but today was the day I had to go back.
At school, everyone began to ask where I had been the past week and a half. I explained the whole situation only to hear a bunch of, "I'm so sorry!"s or "May she rest in pieces" which was said as a joke by the school bully. As tears started welling up in my eyes, Keira came and pushed me away.
"Don't worry about him. He's just a big bully." Keira reassured me. Even so though I knew she was right, it still hurt me.
The week once again flew by. I was caught up on everything I missed and I surprisingly wasn't failing school. I had to go back to the doctors' office every weekend to get x-rays on my leg. Thankfully, they said that I could get it off in two weeks and, depending on how well I could control my foot when the cast came off, start physical therapy.
At least maybe her foot has a chance of getting better now. ~Katie
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Boys, Running, and Ice Cream
عشوائيTrack was her everything. She loved the feel of wind in her face as she runs the track. What happens when something unexpected occurs and Isabelle is told she may never be able to run again?
