Chapter 1: Over again

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It was mid day and we were driving to the "doctors" for a small "visit". I knew it wasn't just the doctors. I knew she was taking me to see Dr.Kenneth. We were there before, but is was a while ago. About when I was the age of 9. It's been 5 years sense I've seen him. I imagine him with more grey hair. More wrinkles. The car stopped.

"Megan, were here." My mom said wail getting out of the car.

I was so deep in my own world I didn't notice we were here. I slowly got out of they car. I started to stretch. I felt week for being in the car for a long time. I walked into the small building with my mom. I could see small cracks in the wall as we walked down the hallway. We walked into a small room about the size of my closet. Yet, my closet is quite big, compared to others. My mom and dad are high class. Witch means they have money. But, unlike other rich parents, they didn't always focus on money. They didn't really have to anyway. They had about 6 different managers that took care of things when they couldn't. And they already have money so it's not like they need to make more and more money all the time. My mom owns a couple restraints. She used to be a chef, she still is, but now she is kind of like a house wife, though we have maids to clean. She always cooks though. She mostly takes care of Maney and Michel. There my younger siblings. Maney is 12 and Michel is 8. Maney likes to think she is very grown up. Though, she is only in the 6th grade. Suddenly Dr.Kenneth came in the room. We talked for a little while, then I saw the cards slowly appear from from behind his back. I sighed and held my head. After I let go of my head Dr.Kenneth held up a card,

"What does this look like?" He said smiling out of the corner of my eye.

I looked at the card for a good 3 minuets. Finally Dr.Kenneth asked,

"Sweetie, all you have to tell me is what you see, okay?"

I shook my head up and down slowly.

"I just see shapes." I said letting my head fall into my hands again.

"That's perfectly normal, just tell my what shapes." Dr.Kenneth said looking slightly concerned.

"But , it's not, it's not like that." I mumbled.

I know, it seems pretty easy to look at something and say what shapes you see, but it's not that easy for me. My mom noticed when I was little that whenever I would look at pictures I would get confused. When I got older my mom decided to take me to Dr.Kenneth. He said he had only seen this once or twice.

He said, "Megan has a very rare disease, called Photoghthic Vision disease."

I can't quite remember much after that, but according to Dr.Kenneth, my problem is that when I look at pictures my brain gets confused. It's the same with letters. My parents at first just thought it was dyslexia. But then they noticed everything I saw was changing and scrambling. When I look at the black and white pictures Mr.Kenneth shows me, all I see is messed up shapes that don't even exist. Not shapes like a circle, or square. Shapes like, with points and other shapes sticking out. It's hard to explain. As I was thinking my thoughts got interrupted by Dr.Kenne...

"Okay, Megan, were going to do some test so I need you to come to the MRI room." Dr.Kenneth said standing up and making room for me to get out of the doorway.

I slowly walked out and turned around quickly but only for a second to see if Dr.Kenneth was following behind me. As we walked down the small hallway I noticed a sign all the way at the end of the hallway. Because of the disease, it didn't say what it really said, it said, "moseR tor" I looked at it for a while until Dr.Kenneth's hand appeared in my vision.

"This way." Dr.Kenneth said with a long smile.
I turned to the door and slowly walked in.
"Okay!" Dr.Kenneth continued, "I need you to go into that back room please and get changed into this..." Dr.Kenneth said holding up what seemed to look like a hospital rope they make you put on if needed.

I went to the back room were he was pointing. Like a child, I quickly changed just in case if he came inside when I was naked. Disappointed in myself of acting so childish, I walked out with my face down, though Dr.Kenneth didn't know how childish I was being.

"Please lay hear, thank you." Mr.Kenneth said pointing to the MRI machine.

I slowly, and carefully slid onto the machine, thinking I might slip, or kick something and brake it.

After he put on the wires and other things, he finally said, "Okay, lay back and relax. This will only take about 5 minuets."

As I relaxed, closed my eyes, and layed back, I realized the worst thing at the worst time, it was Sunday, the day was almost over, but I forgot to do my HOMEWORK!

"Crap..." I whispered, I looked to see if Dr.Kenneth heard what I said, but he looked as if he didn't, so I ignored that and started to relax again as I thought of my homework assignment.

After a while I slowly started to slide out of the machine. Finally it was done.

"Okay! Okay!" Dr.Kenneth continued, "Let's bring your mom hear, okay? I'm going to check this out with her to see what we got."

"Okay." I said showing a small but kind of believable fake smile and walked off into the hallway.

I got my mom and leaded her into the MRI room. She sat next to Mr.Kenneth at the big desk in the corner of the room. I waited outside of the room on a small chair just next to the door.

I herd whispering saying, "Have you ever seen this?"

"What does this mean?"

"No, not mental stuff right?"

"Not a taco a,"

"I think it was a burger with fries,"

"What is this purple thing?"

"Wait, don't touch that!"

"No, not here, here."

Finally the door opened and Dr.Kenneth turned around his spin-able chair. He looked at me very seriously witch felt like an eternity.

Finally, he said, "I've, I've never seen, Its just not, not possible."

"What?" I said curiously.

"This is impossible!" Dr.Kenneth said glancing at my mom.
Still very confused, I asked again, "W-what is it?"
"I believe," Dr.Kenneth continued, "Your Photoghthic Vision disease, I-it's, getting worse."

My eyes grew wide and my skin started appearing goose bumps all over. This means, sooner or later, My Photoghthic Vision disease will make my eyes,
I'm going to go completely blind...

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