The door suddenly creaked open and all our eyes quickly darted toward it. Out walked a frail girl with dark teal hair. She didn't glimpse at any of us, it was like she didn't know we were here. She was facing the board, and people started to laugh. The teacher turned her around and she now faced us. Her eyes seemed weird, they looked clouded, like how the sky was today.
"Hello, I'm Juvia." She stated.
"And I'm blind."
That's where it all started. The bullying the name calling, the hurting. We treated her like trash, and when I was little at that time I truly though she was trash.
I was a horrible person, and I want to fix it.
Ten years ago.
Ten long years ago, was when it all started, the day she walked in. I remember it vividly.
Ten years later we meet again. One going to a school for troubled children, another going to a school for special children.
A lot can happen in ten years.