A glow.
"I know you didn't want me as a child. I know it! I know it! I know it!" I scream at her and I want to cry but I'm so angry that I can't.
They just won't go and I won't force them to.
Everyone has been gone at least an hour, or that's what it feels like, but my basic use of time is fucked.
This Asia moment was not the one I was expecting and I don't think Grandma would think it's very funny either.
That means this fight is going to feel like forever.
"Why would you ever say that. I love you Eliza!" She exclaims and her voice is heightened.
"Well you sure have a funny way of expressing it." I say flatly and she scoffs.
"I do not." She says back and she is trying her best to not scream, I know she's trying not to scream because I'm blind.
Everything comes down to that.
Blind.
Blind.
Blind.
"Eliza! I'm pregnant!" She finally screams and my mouth becomes dry and I feel like I can't breathe.
"Well," I say to the open, "I hope whatever you're carrying doesn't have to live the shit show I did, because whatever you do show me is not out of love, it's out of guilt."
It's so quiet I can hear her heavy breathing because of her anger.
"I hate you." I tell her and I mean it.
I meant the words that came out of my mouth.
"I hope you do better with the other one." I say as I start walking to my room. I made sure to stand outside of it so when this fight was over I could just go inside.
I had all the hints in front of me. All of her friends were saying that she had this glow, and no one I had ever heard of had this glow.
And part of me wishes my mother did not have this glow at all.
It's not something she deserves, it's not what that kid deserves.
It's not what I deserve.
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Short StoryShe's been blind since birth, bitter since 13, and scared since she was 6. It's amazing what you can remember when you can't see. But then again, some things you would rather want not see anyways. Mature themes. Read at your own risk. BOOK ONE OF '...
