Being half deaf and half blind is not so easy. Everyone who knows pities you and they constantly remind you of all that you are missing out but in fact, you aren’t.
Yeah, I can’t watch 3-D movies but many have told I that they give you a headache as you watch. Yeah, I won’t be able to hear people as they whisper but it doesn’t matter because I can lip read so even if they don’t whisper they could just mouth the words and I would know.
So what if I am deaf and blind, it doesn’t matter because I see and hear the world in a different way.
I’m different and that makes me, me.
But not many know I’m half deaf and half blind, not many know it at all. My parents sent me to a school far from where I live so that maybe I could get a ‘fresh’ start without people knowing my –as my parents put it- ‘disability.’
So, I’m living my life as a normal girl at a private school without anyone knowing I’m half deaf and blind but it’s all right.
You know why?
Because no one knows that their precious ‘it’ girl is actually a bit more complicated then they think.
After all, I only see and hear the world in black and white.
I tapped my pencil against my textbook with my music on loud. I could hear a knock sounding on my door but it came out light opposed to heavy, I just shrugged my shoulders and ignored it, turning my music up louder.
The door opened and in came Cat- yes that is her name, Cat Levenski-, my best friend at this private school. You see, Cat is a very- how do I put it lightly- loud and eccentric person. However, when you get to her bad side, you just wish you never did.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD! ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF!?” Cat yelled, an angry look plastered on her face. I may have forgotten to mention but Cat has a bit of a dirty tongue, so when she cuss’s everyone just brushes it off since it’s normal for her.
Yes- well, half deaf, I thought twirling around in my chair and faced, saying, “I couldn’t hear you over the music.”
“Obviously,” she said sarcastically plopping down on my bed, “So did you hear about that new kid, I heard he’s a hottie!”
“Oh, you mean like the last four new kids,” I laughed. She rolled her eyes, laughing and said, “Hey, I heard. Not said.”
“Might as well have said since you’re the only who practically talks about them,” I grinned, standing up and stretching, pulling the hair pin that was holding up my bangs out and letting my bangs cover my right eye.
“So, what were you doing? Talking to your boy toy?” Cat asked, waggling her eyebrows in a suggestive manner. I made a disgusted face, sitting besides Cat and said, “Oh god no, Cat. I was doing my homework- you know, what we are assigned to practice which you fail to ever work on.”
“I know what homework is,” Cat frowned.
“That’s hardly believable considering you find the time of day just to come by and copy off of me,” I interjected.
“Well, I don’t want to fail math,” Cat sighed.
“Cat,” I deadpanned, “Math homework is only given in order for us to build our math skills.”
