Prologue:
“I thought you were blind.”
“I am.” He chuckles flipping another page in his unknown book.
“Then how are you reading a book?”
“I’m not.” He smiles looking up in my exact direction.
“Forgive me Sir, I just don’t understand-”
“I carry this book around because it makes me feel normal. It brings me a sense of comfort to know that at least maybe I can look the part. And I hope that maybe someday I will open up to one of the random pages and everything will come flooding back. Every word will purify with every second that passes and I will be able to see again.”
“That’s beautiful.” I mumble to myself.
“So are you.”
YOU ARE READING
Senseless | H.S
Teen Fiction“I thought you were blind.” “I am.” He chuckles flipping another page in his unknown book. “Then how are you reading a book?” “I’m not.” He smiles looking up in my exact direction. “Forgive me Sir, I just don’t understand-” “I carry this book around...
