"Mom, I guess I need to move to guest room downstairs so Finn or Kurt dont need to lift me up." I said to mom.
"You sure you want to sleep alone downstairs?" Mom raises her eyebrows as she preparing the dinner.
"Not sure but I guess I can." I giggle. "So, how?" I ask.
"It's up to you, honey." Mom smiles at me. "Guys, dinner is ready!" Mom shouts.
I push my wheelchair to a seat and about to move by myself until Finn suddenly lift me up from my wheelchair to the dining seat.
I sigh and take my plate. I will be depending on someone for my entire life and I hate that. I just wanna get over this.
"Finn, after this help Emily to move her clothes to the guest room downstairs okay." Mom says to Finn.
"For what? You wanna throw those clothes?" Finn frowns.
"I wanna move to guest room." I si
