<u><b>Collette</b></u><br/><br/>I took the stick, and pushed myself onto my wobbling legs. The thing between them made it hard to walk, and sometimes I did feel small bit of pleasure from just it hanging in there. I cursed under my breath each time.<br/><br/>"Do they sometimes do this... hang on?" I was perhaps showing my hand, that I hadn't yet taken the class, but I was scared and just wanted to be assured this was a normal thing... Normal. This was going to be a regular part of my life now. I almost collapsed and started crying again at that.<br/><br/>The school came into view, and I actually smiled. I was safe-ish, hopefully. "It wasn't your fault... Thank you for trying. I'm sorry I got you into that. I thought I was going to be there forever, alone, until you showed up."