Dear Unborn.
Dear unborn child currently living in a place I once did,
Know that you have the chance of being just like me.
From the bitter to the blind part.
But you could also be the opposite of me.
You could see 20/20 till the day you die.
You could see every color and describe them and I would never even have a clue to them besides what I've been told.
I know that you will be unconditionally loved by our parents if you are not blind.
I can promise this.
You will always be before me, you will always be the favorite child.
You will always be more loved.
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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 '...
