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“Emma, you sure you’re alright?” My father questioned with an anxious look while he helped get me into the wheelchair.

“Don’t worry, I’m okay.” I said quietly. I attempted to get as cozy as possible in the chair, extending the leg with the cast on it a little farther than my non casted one.

“Okay sweetheart, we should head downstairs. Everyone is eager to see you.”

My father cautiously pushed me down a ramp that was built so I could move around the house easier. Ever since my leg was broken, he has been very concerned about me. He tried to make everything more accessible for me, like building the ramp down the staircase. But that was pretty much all he could do until my leg healed.

When we arrived downstairs, friends and family …show more content…

The plant light up in flames, leaking a strange smell that started causing fear among our guests.

Many became became hysterical and my father tried to tell everyone to remain calm. He yanked the plant from the old woman and threw it into the sink. He furiously yelled at her to get out, resulting in the old woman to start muttering unintelligibly, her face forming an upset expression.

Finally, everyone had gone home, as well as the old woman, who was still mumbling strange stuff while her flustered looking grandson followed her out. I felt sorry for the poor boy so I grinned at him as he walked out, resulting in a blush from him.

My father exhaled heavily as we made our way upstairs to my room.

“That boy seems to like you.” he acknowledged with a scowl while he helped me get back into bed.

“He was only trying to be friendly.”

“He was getting a bit too friendly.” my father muttered. “Anyhow, I have a few things to do downstairs but I will be up later with some food.”

I answered with a small smile.

Dad left my room and I attempted to fall asleep, and maybe make sense of what that old woman was doing.

After a couple of hours of sleeping, I woke up feeling light-headed. The smell the strange plant gave off, could still be smelt in the air. My father was reading a magazine in one of my chairs.

“Hello.” I said as I stretched my arms.

My father looked up from his magazine and set it on the small coffee table. “Hey, how are you doing? Can I get you anything?

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