Blindfold Near Me Novels & Stories

m. “Hey do you see Anthony and Unique, they said they were already on the campus yard heading to the first competition.” Essence said weaving through the crowd they only had fifteen minutes before the first event. “No I don't see them they will get there before us because they are the one knocking people over while people acting like they don't see our asses. And what the hell is this blindfold challenge anyway?” Kymoni asked as they finally spotted Unique and Anthony talking to some guys from their football team. “I have no idea what kind of game it is, but you already know whatever they want us to do, we will be blindfolded. I just hoped they not trying to make us do something stupid.” Ess

Someone like her. “She fainted,” I said in an exaggerated panicked tone. “I'll get people to help her.” I stood up, heading outside the theater. I turned back one more time to make sure that he wasn't following me. The blind man was smarter than people that had eyes. “Hello, how can I help you?” The lady at the counter asked me with a smile. “A cup of diet coke, please,” I said, plastering the sweetest smile I could muster on my face. She handed me the styrofoam cup as I paid for it. I took a long deserved sip before heading back to fetch the security guards.

The blindfold comes off and I blink against the sudden brightness of the stage lights. I'm standing in the center of a circular platform, elevated several feet above a crowd I can barely see through the blinding glare. They're out there in the darkness, though, seated in plush leather chairs and holding numbered paddles. I can hear them shifting, murmuring to each other, appraising me like a piece of art they might want to hang in their homes or a racehorse they're considering for their stables.

They were all staring at me in confusion, their eyebrow raised equally. "What?" I just said. Psyche heaved a sigh. "Freyja has been calling you out to pick a blindfold inside of the B.O.F before but your mind seems to have come a long way so you can't hear her." I shook my head a few times before averting my gaze to the Box of Fortune. I put my right hand in there to pull. My heartbeat quickened as a lump is dried in my throat. I hope it's the Red.

“Mr. Gabriel Love would like to see you at his home … I have to apologize in advance, but it is classified information and please be informed that you are under no circumstances allowed to share the information about his private resident with anyone … and your vision will be limited on your way there.” Oh dear, I’m gonna be blindfolded, she thought. What a strange experience that would be, and not to mention scary. “Is it okay if I tell my housemate that I will be going to a meeting with Mr. Love? I need someone to know where I will be if I’m going to be blindfolded.” The man chuckled, “Oh … no blindfolds Ms. Knox, just visually limited, you will see what I mean later … of course, you can te

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

I am only something to sell. Now I sit in the darkness again, hugging my knees and trying to make myself small. The sensory deprivation from being blindfolded is starting to heighten my other senses. I can hear every sniffle, every chain movement, every tiny sound around me. I hear it all. I can almost feel it in my soul.

"Do you still not have enough for the surgery?" I paused mid-step as I changed my shoes. "Almost." "There's no need for it anymore," Evelyn suddenly said. "I can stay blind for the rest of my life, Matt. But I don't want to see you suffer like this." I froze for a moment, then replied evenly, "Alright." With only two days left until the bet was over, Evelyn was probably getting ready to dump me. She clearly didn't expect me to agree so easily. Caught off guard, she hesitated. "W-what?"

Why would a blind man choose something so visual? Unless he remembers. Unless he refuses to let the dark win. I don’t know how long I stand there. Then— “What are you doing here?” The voice slices through the silence. Low. Calm. Controlled. I spin around. Desmond Blackwood stands near the door. My heart nearly stops. I don’t hear it open. I don’t hear him move. He stands tall in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. His white cane, detailed with subtle gold swirls, rests in his left hand. Dark lenses shield his eyes, his expression unreadable.

I was also told that the place was about an hour out of Seattle when we reach almost what looked like a turn into a wooden area before they took a turn I was blind folded and we carried on driving they wouldn’t tell me where we were going. “Finally, can I take the blind fold of now?” I said when I felt the car stop and someone opened the door for me. “No you still have to get dressed then after that when we walk you to the venue then you can take it off.” Sam said and then guided me to what I think is a room. “So what time is it now because you’ll won’t take this blind fold of.” I said nervously because I don’t want to be late for my date. “Oh it’s 18:05, don’t worry we’ll get you dressed an