Everyone Ignored Me at Prom Because I Was in a Wheelchair—Until One Boy Asked Me to Dance… The Next Morning, Police Arrived at My Door

in the back seat.

With trembling hands, he forced open the door, pulled me out, and dragged me away from the burning vehicle.

I felt tears filling my eyes.

“What about my parents?” I whispered.

Daniel looked devastated.

“I tried,” he said softly. “I really tried.”

But he had been too small to force open the front doors.

The fire kept growing.

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