I Became The Academy's Disabled Student Novels & Stories

I couldn’t let this chance slide. “But I can do better, ma’am. Please give me a chance to prove myself. I’ll ...” Ma’am Jess threw a dirty glare at me, cutting me off sharply. “The students who can shift are eligible to enter this class, Lizette. Our academy isn’t responsible for your loss of limb and eye in physical practice.” My inability to shift once again put me to shame, my eyes burned with tears as I literally begged her, “Ma’am, I deserve to be in the class. Please ...”

“She… she started it, I think. A professor stopped them and brought them to his office. It would be a black mark in her student record; they might refuse to award her a scholarship” Ethan stormed out and Bruce chased after him. “Your wheelchair, Young Master. I know that you are worried about the Young Mistress but don’t forget, you’re still pretending to be disabled”. Ethan had masqueraded as a cripple for more than a decade; he was used to the act. But now, that wheelchair was nothing but a burden and he loathed it more than ever. *. *. *. *. *. Wails echoed in the staff room, the high pitched whine of a dying animal.

I respond in a clipped tone, and he nods in understanding. I’m surprised when he slides a brand new I-pad over to me and raised a brow in question. “Every student in the academy gets one, it’s mandatory because it’s used for your studies. I already set it up for you and,” He stops, peering at me with a look of hesitation before finally saying. “Registered a profile for you on E-Net.” “I don’t-” “Stop,” He raises his hand, cutting me off. “I know what you want to say. But I can’t create a profile now that everyone is aware of who you are, the app isn’t just created for fun, it's within the laws of society that everyone creates a profile.”

She stared at me after writing. I rubbed my eyebrows, feeling sad and angry at the same time. How could they abandon her just because she couldn't talk? "Why are you in William's class instead of being in another grade?" She was seven. William was barely four. They shouldn't be in the same class. "I can't talk." That's bullshit! There are several others who are physically challenged and still went for their education. They had no excuse to stop a child like this. "What's your name?" "Arianna." She scribbled, gripping the yellow handkerchief very hard.

Ria explained. "Oh! She taught everything!” Cassidy commented. "Yes she did..and I just had to learn because I wanted to be useful to myself. My mom would always say being disabled is not an excuse for me to be failure. It only means that you can't say because you are disabled then you won't make something good in life or thrive to achieve your set dreams. I worked on myself and learned a lot of things with the help of my parents.” Ria swallowed the lump that was starting to form in her throat.

Charlie: (voice trembling) “You don’t understand! I don’t want to go! Why are you sending me away? I hate it!” Jessica leans forward, her heart aching for her daughter as she remembers her own battle with PTSD. Jessica: (gently) “Honey, we're not sending you away, no one is going to force you. We want you to consider trying this school. We've tried everything, sweetheart. Therapy, support groups… nothing seems to help. This academy is different, it's a chance at a fresh start away from all the triggers and memories. It's a chance to heal, make friends and be a normal teen. It's a chance to fix things.

he said coldly, “that the academy can’t fund someone as useless as this.” Scarlet’s eyes widened. He continued ruthlessly. “You leave us no choice. Scarlet, your scholarship will be withdrawn immediately.” Her chest collapsed. Her breath disappeared. “No…” she whispered. “No, no, no… this isn’t real…” “You are a disgrace,” the director snapped. “A stain on Blackwood Academy. No one in our history has ever scored this low. I cannot support a student who performs this terribly.” Scarlet’s ears echoed with his words, each one slicing her like a sharp axe.

"does he have to return to us?" "but Christmas!... Christmas Cain. it's as though we left him in an orphanage. all that's done there is a team academy achievement award. that's not a Christmas tree . you know what Adulf would have gotten to watch when he looked outside the window. every year Hallmark holds an all sport championship for the student with decebilites. that's not what I want for him." Bruce smiled again"oh cause,"he forked his food"it's not as if he's any different. he's got some mental issues, doesn't he?"

“Your time at Alpha Academy will be over.” My heart sank. “Cassandra, please.” “No.” Her expression remained cold. “It’s time you went back to the pack, I no longer need you in this academy” The words stole the air from my lungs. She turned and started walking away. Without thinking, I hurried after her. “Cassandra, wait.” She stopped but didn’t turn around. “I never wanted to lie to you.” She slowly faced me. “If you really want to don’t want to go back ” Hope flickered inside me. “…then do something for me.”

" _*]:min-w-0" "I'm just trying to survive." _*]:min-w-0"> "You're doing more than that. You're leading. Making real change." _*]:min-w-0"> Maybe. Or maybe I was just keeping myself too busy to fall apart. _*]:min-w-0"> The Academy had changed too. Security was tighter after what happened. New protocols for handling threats. Better communication between different supernatural groups on campus. _*]:min-w-0"> Some students still looked at me with pity. Others with respect. I ignored both and focused on the work.