Prologue: "Shit happens, but the world won't stop for anyone, sweet heart."

The world was normal.

Well, as normal as the world can get. Normal as in: being filled with starving children, genius scientists, builders, and innovators, unimaginable violence and homicide, everyday artists, new beginnings, happy beginnings, sad beginnings, tragic deaths, unexplainable deaths, loneliness, hurt, sadness, tragedy, emptiness, and so on and so forth. And that's pretty much just a quarter of the shit that happens here.

So, yes, the normality that is our world seems pretty… slightly.. un-normal?

Of course, your fat and bulging children indulging on fake truths and easily covered up lies while on the other side of the world we have children, half dead and starving, only fed harsh reality and slowly succumbing into sad, cold and inevitable emptiness. New, fast, and modern technology on one side and crap, second-hand electronics are thrown to the other. Furnished, cozy homes are happily selling and sold to others while there are those out there who don't even know how they'll find a place to sleep for the night. We have people throwing out good food while the lesser, insignificant specs search day and night to find them.

The world isn't normal. Wouldn't and won't give two fucks about your life or the shit problems you have. It's a sadistic little punk and shows no mercy whatsoever. It just keeps moving on and on whiles the others: the unluckies, the misguided, the confused and the suffering; have to run, sprint, jump, and rush to even catch up. Absolutely, no way in hell, will it wait for you to get back up on your feet, find your balance and keep right on strolling happily, hand in hand. Oh god, only when hell decides to freeze.

And that shit fucking sucks.

So, exactly why does this apply to me? '

Easy question, because I was graced with stupid, good-for-nothing, bullshit luck that likes to ruin my life while I sit here stuck in the corner with absolutely no power over it whatsoever.

I have been cursed with this disability from the very second I was born. Darkness, it's always there. Even when I open my eyes, I'm engulfed and surrounded by pure darkness. No, there's no light switch, no flash light there to help guide me, not one freaking candlestick or match can help the darkness I suffer from.

Though, I guess I shouldn't be melodramatic.

I mean, Helen Keller was blind and deaf.

Now, that's one big pile of shit no one wants to get into. How can you even handle that? Apart from not being able to see any damn thing possible –DOUBLE POINTS- you were also gifted with the ability to never hear any damn thing as well. Well, that's just peachy.

But oh, the sweet joy of feeling better over some other person's pain and sadness just because it isn't you. Yeah, we humans are little bitches.

Eh, but the world is a bigger one. So, I'm just going to have to keep running and sprinting my way to this bitch so on whatever glorious day it may be, I can finally sock him a good one right in the face.

Hello, loves! Well, this is my first fanfic so I hope I didn't crash and burn right from the very start and at least started decently! So yes, you'll learn more about my OC in the next chapter so all you lovely people, hope you stay in tuned, please?

I'd love some reviews, critique, or any comments in general about my soon to be story! Reviews make happy people! (: x

-Jasmine