Why won't you look at me?

Why won't you look at me? (preview)

I take take a step forward, into the piercing light of my room.
     "Damn, today was a long day I sighed sitting at my desk." I reach under my desk to turn my computer on. "Oh shit-" I blerted out as my phone fell out of my jean pocket landing screen down. I turn over my phone slowly hoping it hadn't been scratched or cracked. "haaaahh... thank gosh, I dont think I could afford a new screen." After feeling the relief of realizing that my phone was not damaged, I realized how late it was. "10:36 already...? i'd better get to bed then. Sorry video games, seems you'll have to wait until tomorrow." I got up and pushed in my chair. I groaned in discontent as I lay down in my bed rolling all over the place trying to get comfortable.
     "Roll, Roll, Roll~. Why are you so jittery...?" A soft, almost calming voice said. My heart starts beating and I freeze.
     "I understand how it feels to be uncomrortable." I hear footsteps, One, Then two, Then three. I feel someone crouch down beside my bed. "I know your not asleep, Why do you pretend...? Are you afraid...?" They wait for an answer yet, I stay silent. "I understand. It must be strange to have a stranger in your room right...? No, No, No we aren't strangers. We've been talking for a few minutes." they stop and stay silent for a few minutes. "do you know what you look like...? I've never seen myself before. I don't show up in mirrors... so i've never been able to see myself... Imagine how strange it would be to life your whole life not knowing what you look like... Hey, Hey, Can you look at me...? Just so I know what I look like... I cant even see my own hands."