Chapter 2

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Rehab sucks. Everybody treats my like a baby and I am not. I am 15, not 5. I mean people will say things like " your doing great" if I fall over, but the truth is I'm not. Plus I keep dropping my seeing stick and can't pick it up because I freaking can't see. During all this I have to take of doctors tests too 'cause they have got to check my eyes (or where they used to be). The only good thing about all of this is that I get to wear these awesome tinted glasses that make me look a CIA agent, or at lest that is what my mom says.

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Sorry about the short chapter I got busy I will update soon

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