"Hey, you're here
without a wheelchair
today,"
the secretary
in the Counseling Office
at school greets me.
I laugh, though I don't want
to talk about
the last time I was here
at school.
I just want to move on
and resume being
Emma,
Student Council member,
Service Club leader,
Bayview's signature
always seen on the floor girl.
But maybe not that last part.
I used to lay on the ground
because high school
is exhausting
and I had way more fun
laying next to Cadence,
whining about how hard
Mr. Haussen's class is
and how we are
way stressed out
about
planning Bayview's
Christmas extravaganza:
Merry and Bright.
Now I lay on the floor
because life is exhausting
and my body can't take it
so it collapses;
During football games.
During Physics.
While I'm walking down the hall.
At least Cadence
is still here.
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Teen FictionCover by kyromaniak Everyone wants to be different. I just want to be like everybody else. ---- Seventeen-year-old chronically ill Emma has traded dreams of flying into space for, "Support Therapy," aka, "The Dying Kids Group," and Student Council...
