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Submitted to Contest #96
Through the corner of my eyes I can see numbers on a square bright yellow clock. It's 7:45. I'm going to be late for the Fisher's and my mom hasn't come to help me yet. I try to pull myself up from my bed, but I can't. Shaking my head, I managed to get my arms to move. I Squirm. I don't stop squirming. I'm already tired and out of breath, but that's when my mother finally comes in. "Caitlin, we're going to be late!" She grabs my wheelchair and sets it in front of my bed. I know we're going to be late. Squinting my eyes, she helps me up out o...
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