OFFICIALLY: CHAPTER TWO

PROLOGUE

PROSOPAGNOSIA OR ALSO known as face blindness, it’s a neurological disorder characterized by the inability to recognize faces. Mars had it went he was a kid, he wouldn’t lie at first it was scary to see people without nose, eyes and lips. It was like he was looking at thousands of slender man.

It did creep him out when he got his this kind of disorder. Seeing people without telling he different made it really difficult for him to communicate to the people he meet. He didn’t mind it since he doesn’t want anyone to know his disorder, people would pity him and he hates it.

But his older siblings didn’t want him to be like that, his brother help him how to recognize people through voices, actions, feeling and the way they dress. His sister helped him through his school life and would check how was his condition.

He was grateful for his siblings but he knew that his sight for seeing people wont get fixed, he made a few friends and that’s it, he would pretend that he could see there faces, good thing his sister helped him describe how there faces so when they asked he would say what kind of eyes, nose, eyebrows and lips they had.

A lot of people did have a suspicions on him, good thing his sister and mother was prepared.

He could still remember how he got it.

Mars was young back then, he still remembers that day. He was sitting on his dad’s lap as his dad would tell him stories about Santa Clause giving presents to all the good kids in the world.

He clearly remembers how fascinated he was when his dad told him that as his older siblings would giggle or chuckled at the background because of his expression.

“You’ll be a good boy alright?”  He remembered those words as his dad place a kiss on his head, it was Christmas the next morning so he couldn’t help but be giddy about it, his older brother would scold him for being to jumpy to the point he breaks almost ten plates in the cabinet.

His mother sighed at his excitement and told him to sleep, he remembered how he begged and clung to his mother’s legs when he whine saying no and plan to meet and surprise Santa Clause in the middle of the night.

Although he used his pouty and cute expression he was still convinced to go to bed early since he almost break the goblets in the bar. He was a kid a back then, and as a kid he was also determine to meet Santa Clause.

So he sneak out in the middle of the night, only to hear the glass shattering and loud noises. He remembered seeing his mother beating a man on the ground, he remembered how his dad protected him as the two of them fall down the stairs as he hit his head on the ground, seeing nothing but feeling his dad warmth.

The next thing he knew, he woke up in a hospital screaming at a nurse and calling it a ‘slender man’ due to face. He also found out that his dad was taken by the government so that he can be protected.

His mother was worried and screaming at the doctor to help him see faces again, because of trauma and injury the doctors couldn’t find anything to heal him, therapy was an option for him so he wont get depress or get scared as he would adjust to this kind of disorder he had.

Earth, his sister gave him paintings to paint for distractions and to kept his emotion in sane. It became his habit to draw and paint and he was known to paint a faceless portrait.

His usual reason was, ‘It because they will think it looks like them’ but it was actually due to his prosopagnosia, even though he could picture the eyes, nose and lips it always made his paintings ugly.

Even though his paintings are like that, a few art gallery would make a deal on his painting and he would earn some money he could spend in his own. He didn’t mind how much money do they offer as long as he earn it.

Right now he was walking on the same usual path to the office of his doctor, his mom had been pushing him to tell the doctor what difficulties or chances he had when he knew its none. It was also because that he could adjust more, his friends would question him about this and he would just answer, ‘My mom is a very emotional and worried being’.

Take note his friends doesn’t even know he had this kind of a disorder, they just thought his mom is really that worried since his the youngest. Speaking of youngest he doesn’t even know where his older brother is right now.

Opening the old usual door he greeted the doctor inside, he could feel the person as giving him a smile.

“Glad to see you again Mars, any changes?” Dr. Lenore greeted him as he shrugged and took a seat across him, he let out a sigh, “Still the same, everyday is the same”

“Well at least I should know any slight changes” The doctor urge as Mars looked at him, seeing the slender man face he couldn’t help but scowl, “One thing for sure I still hate seeing this slender man faces, I’m walking on a nightmare that couldn’t be wake up”

“Ayah, I know you cant see and all but let me remind you again that your doctor is handsome! Take note of that!” Mars hummed giving him a small smile as he rest his back on the chair, “What I should ask is, are there any chances?”

He knows there isn’t. But he still hope, just a little hope flickering in his heart.

“I’m studying and so are the other doctors, that’s why I’m asking you if there are any changes that had been happening” Dr. Lenore answered as he pursed his lips, he could see the disappointment in the latter’s eyes, “Mars just…Just don’t loose that flickering hope, alright?”

Mars just nod, “Yeah…I’m still holding it”

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