I am The Mole. I am blind. I will tell you a story about my life.

People know me as blind. That's not who I am. I was known as a normal blind (and had glasses), but people think of me as completely blind, so that's how I act. But to do so, I end up killing everybody. Sometimes people are scared of me.

I was sitting in my room, reading a book. I heard a knock on the door. I quickly switched to a brick and pretended it was a book. "Come in!"

The door opened, revealing Cuddles. "What's up?" He started. "What are you doing?"

"Uhh..." I started. "Reading a book! What does it look like I'm doing?"

"No, you're looking at a brick." Cuddles told me.

"Oh... Am I?"

"Yes, you are."

"Oh. Well where is my Rocks and Minerals book?" I asked him.

"Why do you even care?" Cuddles replied. "You're blind. You can't read."

"Well then, read it to me."

"Ok..." Cuddles began reading Rocks and Minerals to me.

Right in the middle of the book, I got up and went out. "Where are you going?" Cuddles asked.

"The bathroom." I answered. "I'm used to the bathroom, so I know where it is for being blind at least."

"I know. You don't have to remind me every time." Cuddles replied.

"Alright. I'm just going to go now."

The next day, I was out at work at the Happy Tree Cafe. I saw a bug and "thinking" it was a sugar bag, I put its guts inside Nutty's drink. I went over and put it on Nutty's table. "Here's your coffee with sugar in it."

Nutty continued to chuckle and chuckle until he drank it and spit it out. I chuckled. Nutty let out a "ew" and threw up.

I thought to myself for a moment. Everyone thinks of me as blind. But now I'm feeling bad about everyone. I don't want to kill everyone.

Nutty continued to puke and his organs began to splatter. He was literally puking his organs. He eventually died because of puking his heart.

I began to cry. I didn't think this could go on any longer. Just then, a stranger hustled me and asked me if I was complete blind. I nodded yes as a reply.

Lumpy came up to my door, read out the sign on the door "Knock", thought for a second, and knocked on it. I was making a document, so I copied everything I had so far and put up gibberish.

"Come In!"

Lumpy walked in, with his signature stupidty look. "Hello. Is this the police?"

"No, I'm The Mole. Why do I feel you're always so stupid?"

"Because I was given a picture of my brain and it is the size of a peanut."

Complete silence. "Ooookay..." I weirdly replied.

"I'll just be going, to find the police." Lumpy finally said as he walked out.

"It's next door!" I said. It was a lie, it was two doors down. I then pasted my document again.

Lumpy once again walked in. "I think I forgot my keys."

Pretending to be blind, I walked over and felt my cane and pretended it was his keys. I kept it on forward and forward until the cane was in the middle of his hand-but then it stuck right through his chest. He did end up choking and dying.

"That's it!" I yelled. I took off my glasses and stepped on them, breaking them. "I'm no longer pretending to be blind! I've already murdered enough people due to my 'blindness'! I hate my life! What have I done!" I starting crying. I didn't like killing people. The first person who thought I was completely blind ever in the history of asking, I would obviously blame them.