The Boy Who Can't See ✔️

+ chapter two +

" The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision"

- Helen Keller

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{ 2 years later }

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Daniel's POV:

Beep

Beep

Beep

I turn off my alarm and get out of bed. I walk over to the bathroom and did everything I needed to do. You know the drill.

First things in the morning:

✓ Pee

✓ Wash my hands

✓ Wash my face

✓ Try to take a shower in this bathroom my Grandparents decided to renovate, but I already wanna die because I'm still trying to figure out how to use this without having the possibility of my grandmother see me N a k e d.

Okay, back to the story.

After the shower, I try to get out without slipping. Luckily, after trying and trying for about 7 minutes to find a solution to this devilish problem, I finally give up and decide to call my dear grandmother, Anna.

"Grandma Anna!", she doesn't hear me, I bet she's probably in the backyard cutting the bushes and making them look perfect. She has a great touch for decoration, she loves gardening and enjoys it whenever she has time.

"Grandma Anna!", I yelled with my full lungs out hoping that she would hear me this time.

Suddenly the door opens up and before I can cover any part of my fully naked body all I hear is a loud and girly-like scream.

And it wasn't my grandma's.

"OH DEAR!, PUT A TOWEL ON!" My grandma yells at me while I'm guessing covering her eyes, she then passes me a towel and I hurry to grab it and put it on.

This is the most embarrassing thing ever.

Remember when people cringed whenever they thought of seeing their grandmother naked? Well, I think that now she's the one cringing hard on being able to live this moment.

"Umm.. Ah.. Grandma I.." I couldn't even speak properly, everything came out mumbled and was just pure nonsense.

However, my granny seems to see it in another type of way, because she is chuckling loudly while saying, "Oh my sweet Dan, I have seen every male member of this family naked throughout all my life, I've seen it all, believe me. You should not feel embarrassed, it gave me a good laugh though" she was still chuckling only this time she was tuning down the volume a little bit.

"Get dressed quick, your breakfast is ready, get there before it gets cold!"

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After I finished changing, I took a hold of my simple black cane and went downstairs, it wasn't a hard task anymore, I've mastered it ever since I moved in with both my grandparents after my parents' death. It still hurts to think about that moment, it's like I was there, and could've saved them, or at least tried. However, now I'm living in that fresh and tragic incident that will forever be engraved in my brain, the pain is raw, and it will always be. Somehow, there are no more tears left to cry, as if every teardrop that I've shed is now wasted, because I have cried so much in the past, that I can't produce no more in the present. I still miss them, and always will. They will forever be in my mind. I love you mom and dad.