He’s always been in a wheel chair. Well, technically, not always, but for a good majority of his life he has been; ever since he could remember. It happened when he was five. He doesn’t really even remember using all of his limbs, so he doesn’t mind it all that much.
Well, he didn’t mind it. Something changed that though. A boy. A boy had changed it for him. Suddenly, all he wanted to do was be able to walk, and to run, and to skip, and to jump, and to be able to fucking move without having to use arms. But, that wouldn’t happen. That would never happen, and it was a damn shame that it wouldn’t. His life would be so much better if it did.
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