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I unwillingly looked up at him.
“I just can’t.” I cried into his chest. “I won’t ever be able to ride again! I won’t be able to walk and having to just sit there is torture! It reminds me that I wont ever be able to do this! I’m a joke!”
“Annabelle, do you really think I will waist my time with someone who I don’t think can do it?” Kaelee asked. I didn’t answer. “I know you can do it. All you have to do is try.”
“I’m trying!” I shouted.
“Giving up isn’t going to help none!” She shouted back at me. She took a deep breath and waited a second for me to recollect myself. “I think you’ve had enough. Lets go again tomorrow.” She sighed and went to the stables. Waylon set me in my chair and started to wheel me back.
“How can you still be my friend when I look like this?” I asked as we went along. He stopped and knelt down in front of my chair.
“How can you ask a question like that?” He asked. “Annabelle, you are beautiful. Wether you’re standing or not. I love you and no wheel chair is going to change that.” I hugged him.
“I love you too.” I said into his chest.
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“I just can’t.” I cried into his chest. “I won’t ever be able to ride again! I won’t be able to walk and having to just sit there is torture! It reminds me that I wont ever be able to do this! I’m a joke!”
“Annabelle, do you really think I will waist my time with someone who I don’t think can do it?” Kaelee asked. I didn’t answer. “I know you can do it. All you have to do is try.”
“I’m trying!” I shouted.
“Giving up isn’t going to help none!” She shouted back at me. She took a deep breath and waited a second for me to recollect myself. “I think you’ve had enough. Lets go again tomorrow.” She sighed and went to the stables. Waylon set me in my chair and started to wheel me back.
“How can you still be my friend when I look like this?” I asked as we went along. He stopped and knelt down in front of my chair.
“How can you ask a question like that?” He asked. “Annabelle, you are beautiful. Wether you’re standing or not. I love you and no wheel chair is going to change that.” I hugged him.
“I love you too.” I said into his chest.
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Publication Date: 03-25-2012
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