I went to prom expecting nothing, just another face no one noticed in a crowded room. I didn't know one dance would lead me to a truth about my past I'd never even questioned before.
I've been using a wheelchair since I was 10.
That's the year everything changed. My parents and I were in a terrible car crash. I don't remember much from the worst night of my life, just flashes, sounds, and then waking up in a hospital bed with my grandma holding my hand.
My parents didn't make it.
After that, it was just Grandma Ruth and me.
That's the year everything changed.
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My Grandma raised me alone. She never treated me as if I were fragile, despite my inability to walk. I never let myself feel sorry for what I'd lost, continued living, and never complained.
By the time senior year rolled around and prom came up, I wanted to go.
Not because I expected anything big to happen. I just didn't want to sit at home wondering what it would've been like.
I never let myself feel sorry.
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Grandma and I went dress shopping two weeks before. She pushed me through every aisle as if it were the most important mission of her life.
