"I told you he wasn't a good influence!" Her uncle scolded her.
"I told you he would get you into trouble!" Her friend added.
"He's changed you, y'know."
She was bombarded with 'I told you so's' and questions that she just wanted to snap their heads off, right then and there. But she couldn't. Because it was her fault.
It was her fault she accepted his feelings.
It was her fault to let her be easily swayed by him.
It was her fault to let him change her personality and appearance.
It was her fault to push everyone else away just for him.
It was her fault she went to that damned car.
It was her fault, that she went to that damned car, with those people.
And now, whose fault is it that her own pair of legs, would be replaced with a pair of wheels?
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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 ✓
Short Story"going on that car ride was the reason I was put into this damned wheelchair." - 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘮𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴
