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Chapter 1
Intro to Darkness:
I never really thought much of what the world would be like in complete darkness, at least not until the light was ripped from me. Fifteen years old, and I went blind. It was a normal Friday afternoon. I had just been released from school and Mom and I were driving out to the farm house to meet up with Luke. The windows were rolled down, early May warmth kissed my skin, and music blasted from the radio. We were nearly there when out of no where a large truck rammed into the passenger side of our car. It was announced later on that the driver had been drinking. He could have stayed home and drank, should have, but he didn't.
The car was totaled to say the least, everyone says it was a miracle Mom and I made it out alive, but I didn't see it that way, I mean how could I. Mom spent about a week in the hospital, she had had a broken leg and a few cuts from the broken glass, while I had weeks, plural. My right arm was broken, my right leg badly crushed, a slight concussion, and thousands of tiny shards of glass went into my eyes. The next day I woke up in a drugged state to complete darkness. I didn't really talk much after that, I didn't eat much either. It was just too hard. There were still so many things in the world I had wanted to see, places I had wanted to go, and now I couldn't even walk outside by myself anymore. I'd lost that freedom, because one idiot made a major mistake.
The driver's name is Sebastian Verlac, he was nineteen, and came to the hospital once a week for an entire month just to apologize over and over again. I could tell how sorry he was, most of the time he came in crying, but that wasn't going to fix my eyes. After a month of hearing him pleading for forgiveness I gave in, and then the visits ceased. Turns out he just didn't want to have a guilty conscience.
None of my friends came to visit. I was given a whole bunch of excuses like it was told it was too hard on them, that they didn't want to see my like this, that they didn't know how to interact with me anymore. It was a whole bunch of bullshit if you ask me. So I sat there, the only human interaction I received was that from the doctors and what little family I had left. Both sets of my grandparents had died, no aunts or uncles, and my Dad had died when I was really little.
The only ones left were Mom, Jonathan, and Luke. Luke is Mom's "friend", but Jon and I both know there's more to it than that. To be honest I wouldn't mind if Luke ranked up as Mom's boyfriend, or even new husband, he's basically our Father figure already. Jon is Jon. He didn't change through all of this, he's still overbearing, teasing, annoying, talkative, and just everything I could ever hope for in a brother. I know I struck gold with the big brother pot, but I'd never tell him that in a million years.
All of that happened a little over a year ago, and now its August again and Mom is sending me to this brand new school. Apparently all the students have "problems", I guess I'll fit right in. Sixteen years old, blind, Junior in a new highschool, oh yeah I'll be having so much fun. By the Angel I'm gonna need some help.
Authors Note: hey guys, so I know some of you may read some of my other things, and for those of you who do, I apologize now. I've just got a serious case of writer's block for the Final Pieces. This idea hit me one night when I was trying to sleep, it was just bugging me so much that I couldn't not write it! I hope you guys will like it, and support me through is. Any and all constructive criticism is welcome, no matter the brutality, it'll help me in the end. I guess this is it for now so see ya, and thank you so much for reading!
-Haybell