You See What I See

I See the Light

Hello, I'm Gwen. I have been able to "see" ever since I was born. But NO ONE knows, and I want to keep it that way. I remember coming into the world and flying, feeling free. I saw...the light shining from the giant hospital window that was big, broad, and beautiful.

I didn't cry, I just stared straight at the light and let it shine on me. It let me know...I was free. But then, it was gone. I felt cold thin hands snatch me up and take me away. The hands were running, rushing dragging me away so I screamed.

I cried, kicked, wailed at the top of my tiny lungs. I was struggling, I needed the light. The cold hands held me tighter to keep me from breaking
away.The grip was getting stronger. The cold hands seemed to try and suffocate me pulling my limbs apart to stop me from moving.

Then the hands put me down in some type of box thing. They took a needle the thickness of a piece of thin paper and stuck it in my arm. I blacked out.

I then woke up...I saw something shining, a light. But NOT "THE LIGHT". It was not the light. I felt myself getting hot, fuming, steam
poring out of my minuscule ears.

Then I wailed, screamed, kicked, tears were poring out of my eyes, I was completely soaked. It was not the light. Then I stopped...I realized it was no use I could NEVER see it again EVER.