Doctors have told me for years that it is impossible to cure paralasys. That it was not likely I would ever walk again, but they were wrong. I was a college girl, and comletely normal, if you dont consider the fact im paralyzed. But i got to classes and did homework, and i hung with friends. I never had to worry about going on dates, because who would want to date a girl who couldn't even walk, am i right? Everyone told me i was funny, smart, attractive, and that i could get any guy i wanted. And sure, i wanted a guy, but they didn't want me. That was until a very average saturday, or so I thought. I was crusing along the sidwalk, looking in the windows of shops, seeing beautiful home decore, or long flowy dresses, and smelling the morning air that was filled of coffee and flowers. And i head into my usual café to get a nice cup of hot cocoa. A black man stood at the counter wearing a whit apron, and he says to me, "Good morning lilly, I am assuming your usual?" He had a big smile on his face and a warm tone in his voice. "Yes please papa jim. And how are you and the family doing?" Polite conversation always went on between us. "They are doin' just fine lilly, just fine. How is school goin'?" "It is great, class is fun." He handed me my cocoa and said, "well you have a great day, and may god bless ya'!" "You too papa jim, tell the fam' i say hi." I smiled and waved as i turned and roled back out into the fresh air. I started to role down the sidewalk again, down the pavement, and it was a very casual morning. Not many people out walking. I wasnt paying atttention, and i got stuck in a pothole. I couldn't get myself out and nobody was passing by, so i didnt get any help. Then a man, with blond hair, broad shoulders and a strong figure walked up to me. He had a very handsome face and i would say he was in his early 20's like me. "Excuse me miss, but it looks like you may need some help." I smiled and tried saying something to make it seem like i wasnt panicing. "Please, that would mean so much to me if you did." Sure thing." And he helped me out. He walked with me back to my apartment, and we talked, and made great conversation. I felt something in my chest. Love. It had to be. The man knelt down and came close to me. His face was so close to mine. I could feel his breath brushing passed my lips. Is he going to kiss me? Ok. That is how im leaving it. I will bring out a second part if you all like this first part.