I was in bed right now.
My legs were still...not working.
I used a wheelchair most of the time but other times max would carry me.
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"Ready for some therapy class?" Max asked, wheeling me down the hall. I shrugged.
He knew I hated therapy class. It was the worst for me.
They would try and help me walk again.
I wanted to be like this because it isn't that hard to sit in a wheelchair.
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"Hey juno! Are you ready to start therapy?" A lady asked. "No. I don't want to be here right now." I responded coldly.
"I don't want crutches! I don't need a walker! I don't need this dumb wheelchair! I want to be normal!!" I added.
"If you want to be normal then let's get working!" She smiled.
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Max grabbed my hands and helped me up again.
Then he helped me walk across the room.
....
My legs trembled with every small step.
"You almost have it...almost there...." Max smiled softly. "L-let me sit down! Please!" I begged. "Not yet juno! You're almost done!!" The lady smiled brightly, clapping her hand afterwards.
....
Max had set me down in a chair.
I was breathing in heavily.
"I don't like this....I hate it!" I yelled. "But you're so close to being done!" She smiled at me. "But it hurts! I wanna stop! Now! I wanna stop now!" I begged.
"Why do you want to quit!?" Max has yelled.
"Because I'm in pain! Alright!? I wanna cry right now because it hurts! I don't like this! I wanna go home!" I yelled.
He sighed in deeply.
"Go home then! Go! But I'm staying here and setting this up! More classes! More time here!" He yelled even more.
"You're forgetting that I'm paralyzed!" I screeched.
"Your feelings are paralyzed! You can't feel anything out of your cold heart....y-you just can't." Max has said.
I gave him a shocked look.
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I was at home, in bed.
Max walked inside, running his fingers throw his hair.
"Hey....I'm sorry...." He apologized.
I shrugged it off.
He sat next to me afterwards.
"Do you...still want to be with me...?" Max asked in a whisper.
"Yes, I do!" I responded.
"It doesn't feel like that....anymore at least..." He murmured.
"So what're you saying....?" I asked.
"I think we should have a break....." Max sighed.
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Hanahaki Disease
AdventureIt's better if you read the story rather than me explaining it, but...here's a teaser to it. Thorns are sharp Petals are soft I'm in between Nobody knows who I am... They call me hanahaki.... Because of my disease. I was born with it. My sister do...
