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Has not been released
Kept in,
Like a secret
That's what you told me
"Don't you dare tell
It's between us"
But see
I can let secrets out
And my name will not be released
But yours will.
Kept in,
Like a secret
That's what you told me
"Don't you dare tell
It's between us"
But see
I can let secrets out
And my name will not be released
But yours will.
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Limbs Without Moviments
My name is Melissa, I am a suitor. He liked to pretend disabilities of various types, physical ones were the ones he liked the most: paraplegia, amputations, quadriplegia. I lived alone, at my grandmother's house, she died when I was 21, I was raised by her, my parents died when I was a child. I inherited everything from my family, my grandmother's house, my parents' assets. We were not rich, but we were in good shape and, with my work, I was able to maintain a good condition. I worked in graphic design, was a freelancer and offered my services over the internet, I never had contact with my clients, only by phone, so I spent most of my time at home, pretending to be disabled almost every day. I'm small, about 5.5 ', I was thin, I had long blond hair, green eyes, medium breasts. I had several devices: an electric chair controlled by spin n puff and also with chin control, a manual wheelchair, bandages, crutches. My favorite disability was quadruple amputation along with quadriplegia, I
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Arianna's Accident: Chapter 1
When Arianna awoke, her mind shrouded in a haze of confusion. The world around her seemed distant and muffled, like she was floating in a void. She tried to make sense of her surroundings, but she could only see a starch-white ceiling above her. When she tried to turn her head to see what was around her, nothing happened. In fact, she couldn't even feel her body. She gasped, panicked, except- She didn't. Her lungs didn't respond to the inhale she tried to take. Instead, they filled, and emptied, the rhythm calm, and all without her needing to breathe. That's when she noticed the odd, uncomfortable sensation of something in her mouth. It was smooth and plastic, and coated in saliva. It was thick enough that it propped her mouth open, her lips unable to close around it, and now that she was conscious of its presence, she began to try to breathe against it, unable to passively allow it to breathe for her. She began to choke. "Arianna! Arianna, can you hear me? Just relax." She did
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An Unexpected Start
To say the first six months of my marriage were far from what I imagined would be an egregious understatement. The wedding was perfect. I walked down the aisle, stood face-to-face with the man who would in just moments become my husband. We said our vows, were declared man and wife, and then he lifted me in his arms and carried me down the aisle. I didn't know then that it would be the last time he carried me in his arms as a purely romantic gesture and not out of practical necessity. I also didn't know that when I changed out of my wedding dress into the evening gown I had picked out for the reception that it would be the last time I would lift my arms over my head and use my fingers to pull a dress down over my own body, the last time I would bend down and use my hands to slide shoes on my feet planted firmly on the ground. I didn't know that our first dance as a married couple would be our last. The wedding day was perfect, but the date will always be marred. Our wedding
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