Imagine being beautiful...all the time...hair always in place, dressed in the finest, stylish clothes, having the attention and adoration of a select group of friends.  Sounds wonderful...except for the fact that you can't move unless someone moves you.  You can't put into words the things that you want to say...and even if you had the words...they would fall unsaid, silent from a mouth incapable of movement.  Imagine never being able to have one original thought pass through your head.  Never being able to run, jump, laugh, sing, shout or enjoy all of the other things that children get to do everyday.  Imagine having to be dependent on everyone for everything everyday for the rest of your existance....hoping against all hope that the day never comes when you're forgotten and tossed aside.

Imagine the pain...Imagine the hurt...Imagine the feelings of rejection......  

This day arrived today for Victoria