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Locked Inthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 7389 words)

Author: Lagrimas de mi Alma
Added: Jul 17 2009Views / Reads: 1813 / 1534 [85%]Story vote: 9.75 (12 votes)
The story of a paralyzed woman and the man who takes care of her.
 


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I am in graduate school, a PhD candidate in Microbiology. I graduated high school early at 17, and finished my bachelors in a record 3 and a half years. I have also been very lucky in my graduate research in that I am almost finished after only 3 years. I will be the youngest Doctoral graduate my university has ever had at the young age of 24.

I couldn't sleep last night, because I finished my Dissertation a month ago and am defending it today. I tried to sleep but gave up around 5 am and took a long bath. I decided to do my hair and makeup for the defense. This is unusual as I rarely wear makeup and my hair is always in a somewhat disheveled bun.

When I moved to this new city for graduate school, I decided to live out in the suburbs so that it would not be as much of an adjustment for me. I had never lived in a large city and I did not think I would have fared well in an apartment. Most people would view my 45-minute commute as a pain, but I enjoyed it. My first two years I spent my commutes listening to Spanish on CD, and am now working on Chinese. This also gives me the time to mentally digest my workdays.

The 45-minute commute today seems way longer than normal. I guess it was a good thing I left an hour early. I couldn't sit around my house anymore because of my nerves. Luckily the traffic finally starts to open up and I can almost go the speed limit. I decide to get in the fast lane to pass a semi. I hear some tires screech and the semi slams ...

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