Finding A Way

Finding A Way

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All things considered, Avery is pretty normal. Now all she has to do is convince everyone else of that. This is the story of a disabled kid. She's not a hero, she's not an athlete, she doesn't even stay awake in chemistry class. All she wants is for the world to see her for what she is: a person. --- yeah, this is probably a weird place for a story like this, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ deal with it nerds. this is not inspiration p**n. if you read this and come away thinking "wow! if she can __ then i can do anything!" you did it wrong. go for a walk, then read it again. think about why you felt that way. think about how you'd feel if someone felt that way about you. if you still don't get it, reach out to me. we can talk about it for as long as you can bare.
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"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" she asks. I take the ice pack back. I nod, but it hurts. My brain feels jostled by the littlest movements. "Yeah," I gasp, holding in any acknowledgment of pain. "I'm fine. Thanks." She glances down, and I catch her eyeing my bruised shins. They took the brunt of the impact. "Football," I explain. She nods. "That's a rough sport," she says. A pause. She walks back to her desk. Then, she stops. She turns around. She looks me in the eyes. Her face is solemn. "Hit 'em harder," she instructs. I nod and almost smile. "I will." *********************************************** It's 1998, and seventeen-year-old Stephanie "Stevie" Rogers is attempting the unthinkable: she wants to be the first female football player at Truman High. Too bad the team, headed by her ex and a sexist coach, won't let it happen. Then of course there's her sexist step-dad, who can't know she's playing football or her life as she knows it would end. If it weren't for her cute guitar-playing best friend, Calvin, all hope might be lost. But with his help, and the discovery of a secret so scandalous it could rock the entire school, she may finally get her time under the stadium lights. *************************************************************************** "You're outnumbered. You need allies if you're gonna survive the season. These guys are gonna have your back. You need them." "I don't need anyone," I insist. "Ha," he hiccups. "Yes, actually, you do." He ploinks me on the nose. I scowl. "No one is invincible." I continue to scowl. He sighs. "Just trust me on this one. Okay?" My face softens a little. He's just trying to help. "Fine," I comply. "But don't expect me to smile about it." He grins. "That's too bad. You're pretty when you smile." "Shut up."

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