The Blind Boy

"Beep beep ... beep beep... beep beep..." Was that guys ball just beeping? That's not something that you see everyday in a regular little park in Foreston.

"Beep beep ... beep beep...beep beep" I walked over to the boy whose ball was beeping, picked it up, and handed it to him with a questioning face. "You really didn't see that? It was like three feet away from you." I questioned, he stood facing me, "Well, I cant see. Period. " He said kind of frustrated, and then shot the ball in the basket, making a half court shot. " You cant see, and you made that! I can't even do that, and I can see! " I said, astonishment in my voice while saying it. That was pure amazement in my eyes. I was almost sure that my mouth was open. I knew he told me that but i thought that he was just acting .

"Mind if I play? I'm definitely not as good as you are, but I think that I can last a round."

+This story is nothing like what this stuff says