October 1, 2013. Kayla Shepard died in a car crash. Tears run down from my solid black eyes, they drip down on my best friends grave as I mourn. Kayla was my everything. She stopped me from ending my own life, and when she died, my mind went back to those dark days. As I walked home, I felt like I didn't know how to walk or avoid people or trashcans anymore. I was filled with anger and fear. I heard trashcans fall over as I ran into people. I soon found my way home and slammed the door behind me. My own parents couldn't get away from their terrible lives for once, not even for a funeral. What had happened was Kayla and her mother were going to her soccer practice until, a person ran a red light and smashed into the car on Kayla's side. The call. Kayla's dad called me after the news, balling into the phone. I suppose he had no one else to call because, I was Kayla's sister (technically). I heard the last word "Dead..." and I fell to the ground and started yelling. I folded my arms in hatred against my stomach and I started vomiting. I felt liquid streaming down to my feet and I hoped it was my tears. I felt paralyzed. My mother ran into my room and screamed. She helped my paralyzed body up off the ground and led me to the bathroom. She cleaned me up and we soon got a call that the funeral was scheduled to be on Saturday. My mom stayed next to my bed until, I fell asleep. I began dreaming of Kayla, how she didn't deserve what happened to her. I wanted to kill whoever did this. I'm glad to be blind in a way. So, I don't have to visualize the death of my sister; Kayla Renee Shepard. Rest In Peace.
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The Blind Can See
RandomA girl goes through breakups, drama, and bullying, while being blind. She deals with challenges throughout her way through life.
