Ever asked a blind person what it is like to be blind? You may have, but the correct answer is only something you can experience.
It has been 14 years since your birth. You remember every single day with utmost clarity. None of them were any better than the other.
It was a pleasant morning. The adults in white coats had been talking to the nurse for quite a while. Documents were signed, and you were taken away by three almost-twenty-five-year-olds. Your mother was dead. Your father was a drunkard. You were perfect for the experiment. Your disability acted as a boon for the scientists. You were completely silent during the car ride and had no idea what was going to happen next.
Unless you predicted your brain being pulled out of your skull and kept in a container filled with white liquid and wires.
They took you to a room which had lights fitted in every nook and corner. They injected a drug into you and your body felt numb. You didn't like feeling numb. But you couldn't speak. You couldn't move. You were just... existing. A man not older than thirty carefully cut the skin of your barren head, then used a special tool to open your skull. Blood spilled on the seat and the floor, but he continued. Delicately, he cut the veins which kept your brain attached to your body and picked it up as a trophy. His assistants clapped. You were probably dead. Probably.
Either they were educated fools, or fucking geniuses. They worked on your brain for several years, experimenting all kinds of formulas and theories to make you the ultimate human.
As for you, they had murdered you.
Or they had murdered your actual self which you didn't even get to discover.
After four years of continous research, they finally had the most powerful brain ready. They just had to test run it. With your body. To be fair, you were no longer human. You could consider yourself a robot, but you did not have mechanical parts or any sort of artificial intelligence. You were something different. A monster perhaps.
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Ten years later, you're sitting in a lousy school cafetaria. A little girl comes up to you and pokes you in the eye. A fire rises in your eyes and you slap her in the face. She drops to the floor, gasping for air.
Now coming to the question I asked your earlier, do you know what it feels like to be blind. Or the correct question would be, do you know what it feels like to have the 'perfect brain' and be blind? You do. You have been experiencing it for the past ten years. Any extreme emotion results in the burning of your eyelids. The scientists said that by the end of this year, they would be two dark black hollows.
You're trying to stay away from emotions. You don't want to feel anything. To worsen things up, you feel thrice as much as a normal human. You hate this.
You don't have friends, ofcourse. No one would want to be friends with a blind supernatural force in the disguise of a schoolgirl. You have acquaintances, people who want to use you in simple words. Its fine though. You don't relate to any of them, none of them would be good friends anyways. You instantly repel at any sight of kindness. Cliche teenager.
You believed you would be this way till your death.
But there was another baby, crying in a room filled with lights, fourteen years back, having her skull cut open.
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