Thankful.
As of right now I am thankful that Eliza is blind because if she saw me at this moment she would run.
My lip is busted, my stomach is throbbing in pain and my eye is not at it's normal color.
It's red because of the broken veins within my eye and they skin around it that protects my eye is not blue or purple, it's near black.
But I won that's what matters.
I can pay for meals and a couple bills instead of paying for things out of my college fund.
I know that Eliza would be so disappointed if she saw me, but I think she would understand if she knew.
At least I think she would.
I hope she would.
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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 '...
