blind ↠ e.d

01.

pitch black. thats all i saw. everyday, all day. i hated it, i hated myself. i hated the fact that everyone else has eyes that show color and can see the world while all i see is just pitch black.

i've had two surgeries on my eyes to make myself see again, but nothings worked. so my dad just said forget it, forget trying to help me; that was three years ago. i was thirteen but i'm now sixteen.

i only have two friends, i have no clue what they look like. when we first met they told me how they looked, and how to tell them apart because they always had hope that i would see again.

they were twins.
grayson and ethan.

ethan had a beauty mark/mole near his eye and on his cheek, grayson has one on his chin. i would usually just hope that they're at least hot, but thats probably false. but either way, i'll love them no matter what.

my opinion on them; grayson was sweet and kind, his voice a little deeper than ethan's.

ethan; for some reason, my heart would beat faster when he'd enter a room and i'd immediately know its him without anyone saying anything. the way he would touch me when guiding me somewhere made me feel all tingly, so i also knew by his touch how to tell him and his twin apart.

"sophia jackson, a sixteen year ild girl who had a lot to say about being blind, and stood up for people just like her." i heard from my tv, my fingers slowly trailing on the remote as little bumps told me what button was which.

then i heard my voice; "i'm blind, yes. so stop whispering about me while i walk the halls in school with my cane to guid me, don't stare at me like i can't feel your eyes on me, and don't judge me because i get "special treatment". i never chose to be this way, i was born the way i am, and if you don't like it then don't bother with me." a smile stretched upon my face, proud of my speech i gave earlier.

when i got home i took a shower, that was two n' a half hours ago so my hair is a little damp. i was only wearing an oversized white t-shirt and of course panties underneath. my friend, lola did my nails for me this morning and she painted them black.

i wondered what i looked like; people say i have light brown hair, green eyes, and a flawless light skin tone. but i still wonder, am i pretty? am i ugly? do i at least look somewhat decent?

i look down at my hands – possibly just knees, and sigh, setting my remote on my bedside table, laying my head down on my pillow as the tv noise helped me sleep.

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first freaking chapter!

did ya like it?? i really hope you guys did! sorry for any mistakes btw.

ily lil koalas.
mwah!