"Because there are still some people who care for you."
He began to visit her more often nowadays and spend hours with her. He would always have something positive and or funny to say.
She began to slowly come out of her shell. Her friends were slowly returning. And with that, she felt better. He gave her advice to draw her thoughts and emotions on a drawing pad he brought. He said it helps him relieve stress to put it out on paper. He was showing his pieces of art when they came across a drawing of a girl, with features like the girl on the wheelchair.
She was too clueless that the girl in the drawing was her.
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Short Story"going on that car ride was the reason I was put into this damned wheelchair." - 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘮𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴
