Scoliosis, the curse, the blessing, the life

       Hi again! Scoliatic here, I had to rewrite a paragraph the other day and had complete control on whatever I wanted to do to the paragraph. I deleted the whole thing and started from the beginning and came up with a completely different paragraph that turned into the start of a story. If you guys like it I might continue it.      It was a quiet dark night when Gerald awoke. He knew something was off immediately after waking from his slumber. As a resident of New York City he was used to there being a bustle surrounding him but not tonight, there was nothing. He rose from his bed and stared out his window looking for answers. Outside things were very off. He could see cars, buses and people but heard no sound. He thought that he had gone deaf but realized he could hear his own breath although it sounded scratchy as if through an old speaker. Upon further inspection he saw that the cars were a pattern. Volkswagon beetle, truck, PT Cruiser, Convertible, and then, Challenger. Their

      Hello there people that are currently breathing! I hope you all had a good Easter with much frivolity and celebration, and if you don't celebrate Easter I hope you had a good Sunday. If you did happen to gather with friends and family I hope you all stayed safe and healthy. Today I, Professor Scoliatic, have had many adventures in this world I have met many people. I have had to explain to many a curios mind why my back sticks out or why I can't do certain things in ballet. These humans that I have gifted with my knowledge have had many different responses and I will list a few.   The Supportive     My favorite of the individuals that I have told about my scoliosis are the supportive. After learning about the disabilities that plague my body they decide to help me through my trials and tribulations. They may help me move heavier objects saying that they don't want me to hurt my back. They usually understand my limitations well and will help me explain them to new peop