'Screw you, Frank. If you weren't my brother I wouldn't even go near such a bullshit-ish bullshit like your support group.' The sour look on his face was worth the trouble talking caused me.
'Pity you ain't so talkative 'round other people, you vegetable,'he snickered and I frowned. Did he have to call me vegetable? I know I have asperger, and ever since that day the wheelchair is my best friend, but he didn't have to remind me. All my good spirit was away and I was again the grumpy old me, living to die one day.
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Sundays In the Sun
Fiksi PenggemarSunday is a young, partially immobile woman fighting depression. she attends a support group in her hometown, Seattle, where she meets Kurt Cobain. Lonely Sunday and even lonelier Kurt become friends and he shows Sunday that even on a wheelchair, sh...
