Light up the Sky

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Maya

It's a cloudy morning today. I can't see the sun at all. I'm kind of glad though. I still can't stop thinking about how I left the chat midway like a wussy yesterday. I should have told him. However that'd have been. He shares somethings with me doesn't he? Then it hits me! If he has blurry vision, then how can he even see my face that clearly? Darn. All those things don't hit me when I flirt extraordinarily with a boy! That hit harder than I thought it would have. It also made me realise that my sickness isn't worse at all! There are other things - the visually impaired can't admire the beauty of nature at all! No visual pleaser required for us, who are gifted with sight.

~Colors. What would it be like to have life without colors? Life is basically like a coloring book, and it is up to us to fill in it's colors.
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After lots and lots of procrastination, I decide to take my ass out today. I can go out to the bridge, and call Alvin along too. I don't know how I'll manage to convince mom, but then I'll try my best. She won't mind if it's after the sun sets, but then that's not at all fun! Sneaking around,... Man I'd actually feel like a vampire! Running away from the sun. Though I'd rather not run because I might have that fainting episode like before. I go downstairs to the kitchen to convince mom somehow, and keep running the conversation starts in my head over and over as a pace slowly. I sneak behind her back to notice various cravings played on the tabletop. As I near her, I can smell chicken nuggets too. The exhaust fan was whirring and letting out the smokey ventilation from all the steaming dishes. I notice the oil boiling with pleasant pops, and with afloat the bread crumb covered chicken tenders. I understand that mom is recreating her 'impress-feast' all over after many years, that I almost forgot it's menu. She cooks such an extravagant meal only when someone special is coming over to impress. I see aside the sink, she's handcrafted Abuela's guacamole, salsa and other Mexican dips and bitings. "Woah! What have we got here mom!?" I say amused. "Oh! You know the Browns' are coming over tonight for dinner! Isn't that delightful!" Mom says with a giggle. I just stand there, thinking -- 'What the Duece and Devil!'. I respond with a huff and "You mean like only Mrs. Brown or... The whole fam?" My voice cracks at 'the whole fam'. I begin to sweat like crazy bringing the the thought of socialization as I, the girl who has been homeschooled, even isolated from the entire society and it's trends, I certainly CANNOT bring myself together when I comes in terms of talking to like the cutest boy that my eyes can see.