“I will.” I sighed and played with my hands. Today was my first day of fourth grade so I was nervous, but I was even more nervous because I was starting at a new school.
People would already stare at me because I was new, but also because I was in a wheelchair and I had a bright pink, smelly, double leg cast. I wore a ugly blue and gray stripped shirt that had black sparkly peace signs. I also wore black pants that snapped up along the sides because that was the only thing that would fit over my cast.
When I came into the class, people mumbled to their friends. My teacher, Ms. Nash, said. “Everybody