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Malachi Zedikiel Vincent
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Malachi,ran his long,semi paralyzed fingers through his hair,as he wheeled himself into the mall. With eyebrows raised,he tried his best to turn his head,fighting his neck brace the whole way. Something seemed,different,almost perfect,about this girl,but he couldn't quite figure it out. She turned in his direction and he blushed,he quickly averted his eyes and bit his lip. She'd never want him,how could anyone? He was paralyzed from mid chest down,confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life,but he wanted nothing more,than for someone to love him. For him,not for what he could do,not for what he couldn't,he didn't want anyone's pity,he just wanted someone. To call his own,who would wake up beside him every morning,tell him they loved him,hold him when he was feeling down. Someone to help him through his physical therapy,someone who would be there,when he woke up from his surgeries. Instead,he had no one.
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