Color, the way they had described it sounded magical Mama had always asked Mason, my elder brother to spare my feelings when it came to how wonderful colors and shapes sounded. People never realize how much they take for granted i'd give anything to be able to see, life isn't fair nothing is but i've lived like this i've been blind since the nurse injected a large amount of morphing into my bloodstream as a infant, Although she was trialed and not punished it still seems unfair like everything else in the world, but after years you conform, not like I would know but that's how others describe their sight and then blindness I have been like this forever I know no other life. Even as they describe their colors, red, A color of love and sin and of all consuming pleasure I just see the light and darkness, I don't recognize colors just the light and darkness coming down on life. So I continue on with life without any regrets even at my tender age of sixteen I lived normally as other girl my age, Until I noticed i was different many years later...
Ten Years Later
My child dear and fragile only a newborn, but this would be the realization of what I was missing. I held my for the first time and then i realized the pain I felt I would never be able to see the deep blue pools of my sons eyes my husband described him in such beauty I would never be able to to see, The fiery flames of his hair the roses of this cheeks...a beauty I can never see.