I'm Not A Saint

I'm Not A Saint

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My name is Finnly Huert and I've been blind ever since I was seven. In an accident that changed my life, I swore that I would never speak a word of it again. That is until Luca Wellers transfers schools and desperately wants to be close to me. Tormented by the people I used to call friends, my life goal has been to find a true friend. But is Luca really the person for that or is he something more? .:|:. I don't remember a lot of things from before the accident. I don't remember my mother's face. I don't remember what the color of our house is. I don't remember what my eyes looked like. I don't remember the way my friends would look at me or them really. I do remember the cement road. The skid marks the car left as the tires raced down the pavement. The fear that built deep inside me. The look my father bore as he pressed harder on the gas. The deep blue as it completely engulfed me. Then nothing. Nothing, but darkness.
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