By: Kaylin B.
“Watch out!!! CAR!!! CAR!!!” my mother yelled.
It was too late. I was in the middle of the street with my bike. The strong, fast car crashed into me. I flew off of my bike and crashed onto the ground. That’s all I remember. When I woke up, I was in the hospital.
“Mom, why can’t I feel my legs?” I asked.
“I don’t know dear,” she said, trembling.
When the doctor came, he had news for us.
“I am sorry to tell you, but your daughter will stay an invalid for the rest of her life,” he told my mother with a very sad face.
I cried for hours.
How could this happen to me, I thought to myself.
Slowly, I started to calm down. My mom gave me some tea and cake and we watched a movie. That cheered me up. But then, I realized that if I am an invalid, then I can’t go to places. Or, even if I could, it would be very hard.
“Would you like to draw?” my mom questioned.
“I guess so…” I said, not really wanting to draw.
“Let’s do it together,” my mom said.
“Okay,” I answered.
I wanted to draw a horse. I was in love with horses. It took some time to draw it, but it ended up perfect.
“Now close your eyes and imagine you are there,” my mom said.
I closed my eyes and imagined I was riding on that beautiful, glossy horse that I drew. My face immediately lit up. I could imagine I could be in places, even if I couldn’t be there for real!
I found out that ART IS POWERFUL!