![]() The brace interferes with soccer, too, as the game does not come as easily when she is wearing the brace. Twenty-three hours a day inside the back-straightening apparatus feels like a jail term. Still, as a teen, Rachel dislikes looking bigger and how her brace has a tendency to jut out from her clothing. She settles for dresses because they look less horrific than pants. ![]() ![]() Rachel must obtain clothes two or three sizes larger to accommodate the behemoth hunk of plastic. Her skin develops blisters everywhere-and the fun does not stop there. Her brace rubs her skin raw, pinches her thighs when she sits down, and digs into her armpits. Rachel discovers that back braces are not built for comfort, that is for sure. A year seems like an eternity, and the girl wonders how she will make it through. Then, she has an appointment to check for scoliosis, and the doctor determines she needs to wear a back brace. Everything feels normal, happy, and optimistic in Rachel's life. She loves the thrill of the game and being with her pals. She has her friends, Hazel and Frannie, and Tate, whom she likes a lot. ![]() Rachel is looking forward to school resuming. ![]()
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