Worlds and jumbled letters seemed to float off the page and swirl around Jenni's head, taunting her, teasing her. All she wanted was to be able to tame them for a second, to pull them into submission and glide through them like a dolphin underwater. The letters moved, rearranging themselves into words that didn't even exist, and her pupils seemed to dilate enough that she couldn't even tell which letter was which word anymore.
Dyslexia
