Blindness Summary Novels & Stories

Not, how weak or pathetic or useless. Useless, I'm useless. Weak.. Claire opened her eyes suddenly, It was the same dream again or the nightmare of her life. The day she lost her every hope. She became this weak girl, from the happy girl. She became a burden on her family. A person that experiences blindness suddenly can cause significant depression and anxiety related to not navigating the world around you as you once did. The world can feel extremely isolated to the blind person. There will be understandable anxiety after a sudden loss of vision as the person learns to connect with places and people no longer clearly see.

"So, I have a theory that something malicious happened inside our school that made the blind man that angry... to the point he was ghosting the school." My head suddenly ached, feeling the same spinning sensation before. I saw the blind man lying down the library as I have dreamed of. There was only him who's left inside. There was a gun. Probably mom's gun she left. The blind man's right hand hardly tried to reach the gun. A couple of trials and attempts made, until he successfully reached the gun and held it tight. He was bathing in his own blood, as he tried picking up a book placed on the floor. It was old and big. He tried to sit, hardly moving because of his blood lost.

Spots filled my vision before I couldn’t see anything, going completely blind. “Dad!” “Desmond!” I felt hands on my back but I closed my eyes, just trying to catch my breath. The fire raged as I felt it burn my skin. “The marks…” My eyes flung open as I tried to lean away from the pain of being stabbed in the back. “Fuck!” “Dad? Dad, what’s going on?” “Nat, hold on. Let it pass.” Scott trying to help Nat. Shaking my head, I tried to blink but I still was completely blind. My back hurt like hell and fire still burned. It felt like minutes but the pain finally eased. The fire dulled to a simmer. My vision still didn’t come back.

Alex I blinked, trying to bring my vision into focus. Everywhere was so blurry, and I felt so weak, I could barely use any of my limbs. It was a struggle. The more I tried to open my eyes, the more it was hard for me to keep staying conscious. But I forced myself to push through with it, and I opened my eyes, slowly, but surely, nearly blinded by the bright white light that unraveled, right in front of my eyes, nearly blinding me.

The doctor performed a comprehensive examination on Angeline's eyes but did not detect any organic changes. With that, he came to a regretful conclusion. "Ms. Severe, if you can't control your emotions properly and continue to place yourself in a state of anxiety and depression all the time, your somatic disorder will become more and more serious. As it turns out, your intermittent vision loss this time has lasted much longer than the last. If medications aren’t taken to control it, I’m afraid you’ll become permanently blind.”

"Slow down! You can't just move around like that. Let's have your eyes checked." "I guess she can see if she got up without her cane. Everything was true, she can actually regain her sight thanks to this? Wow, the rules with lycans are crazy." My eyes are teary that it makes it more blurry. I can't believe this is happening to me. Am I finally free of blindness? I walked towards what I think is the window, ignoring the people talking to me. All this while, there has been light in my room that I could not see.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

When he tried to comfort me, I rejected him, "Stop pretending! I don't want to hear it!" He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, just staring at me blankly. His eyes showed rare regret, but I had no interest in forgiving him. Nathan's gaze shifted from my hardened profile to my leg. He suddenly frowned, "Your leg... it's bleeding badly." The left leg of my pants was stained with an alarming patch of red. Blood was dripping down my calf onto the car mat, a horrifying sight. "Thanks to you, this leg might be ruined forever."

And it has gone well, better than anyone expected. This treatment is specifically for trauma-based blindness. Since I had vision before the accident, I qualified. And if trials continue the way they’ve started, it could eventually help people predisposed to blindness genetically. That thought alone makes everything worth it. I text him back quickly. I’ll be there. Thank you. I head to the bathroom, take care of business, and stare at my reflection as I wash my hands. How am I going to pull all of this off? Then my phone starts ringing from the bedroom, of course. I flush, rush out, but miss the call.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!