When I was nine years old, I was riding with my father when we had a terrible accident. My father had some broken bones, but me? I got disabled from the waist down. It was hard to accept the new reality, but with parents care and love I was doing ok. What really made it hard for me was the lack of accessibility aids for disabled people like me. There was no dedicated space for my rolling chair in classrooms so I just sat next to teacher's table, which was awkward to be honest! The gymnastic hall wasn't for me, simply there wasn't any type of sport instruments for disabled students, Also the school but, I always needed someone to help me get on and off the bus. I really wanted to live in a world where I can help myself without the need to rely on someone to help. Even the college who claimed to be friendly for disabled people, I always needed to bring someone with me "just in case" there was an obstacle. I'm posting this here to educate and spread awareness, because I face difficulties everywhere, at schools, buildings, streets and sidewalks. I'm still studying in college now but I think my disability will make it 10 times harder to get a job, even if I had one it will mostly be welcoming for people with disabilities. Society needs to know more about our daily suffer for their simple everyday activities.