Deaf Blind And Dumb Novels & Stories

“i..i…am sorry for eavesdropping, I swear I simply got lost in the hallway…” “tsk tsk tsk of course you will be get lost...stupid, you are blind!...blind people get lost all the time, no big deal…but out of all places to be you had to be right here in front of the royal office…right, Like a bitch on heat.” The venomous girl kept drawing close to the blind one as she threw out verbal missiles upon missiles of insults as if making sure to smear it all over the pitiful girl. “No…no…it’s, it’s not true…not true” Hannah stuttered as she stepped backwards.

July seemed enthusiastic about the idea. "Huh?" Really, Argus looks stupid with his current expression. "What do you mean by blind marriage? Will the guests wear blindfolds like a masquerade party or something similar? Or will the entire wedding hall be pitch black?" Whether the thought of a new idea for a marriage concept is too good or her mental health was depressed due to the pressure of the situation, Argus was dubious for a moment.

Louisa stopped talking when she saw the tears that gathered in his eyes, “Baby” “Do you know how painful it is to be blind mother?” He asked, “ It is very frustrating and I swear I don’t need anyone to keep reminding me of the fact that I am physically impaired mother. It is sad as it is and that’s why I don’t want to remember it” Louisa wanted to talk but the words hung in her throat, the Nathan she used to know always commanded respect but here he was, he couldn’t even do anything on his own.

"Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country bumpkin like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live.

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.

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

"What are you doing? Are you okay?" "I' m fine, dear. Better than fine actually. I' ve been waiting for this moment for quite some time. " "I don 't understand. " "Of course you don 't. That' s what made you so useful. So wonderfully, perfectly blind. In every sense of the word. " Derrick made a strangled sound. "No. No, you ' re not, you can 't be. " "Can 't be what, darling boy? Your mother? But I am. I'

Zane was battling a storm of emotions within. Did he still need paperwork to prove that the woman seated as far away from him as she possibly could was Jay? Her voice… She was Jay. Did she really think he wouldn’t recognize her? Or did she forget that once, when he was blind, all that made him familiar to her was her voice? That her voice was the only thing that separated her from literally everything else, and thus it was etched in his very soul. Her voice, even when mixed with other voices in the background, would stand out. That’s how familiar she sounded to him.