Deaf Blind And Dumb Novels & Stories

Mrs Davis hugged her closely to her heart. Anastasia could feel some water drops on her dress and she knew Mrs. Davis was crying herself. She was whispering sweet things and comforting words to Anastasia . "You know if I had the power, I would let you stay here, right?" Mrs. Davis said between sobbing . "Who would employ someone like me, blind and useless? I don't even have any educational background. The orphanage wasn't getting enough money so they couldn't afford a braille for me." Anastasia was condemning herself in her brain.

He was asking her a question about being dumb and waved across her face. How does dumb takky with being blind. Sestuna decides to ignore his words, afterall she was a god and speaking in her language was quite hard for the so-called human to decipher. What she couldn't understand was why a stranger would ask so many questions. Although he could be one of those that could understand the language of the gods but then she wanted no waste of time. She wanted no communication not to talk of exchange of pleasantries between her and the human, it was better if he felt he was not only mute but also dumb.

Even though I know they were trying to make me feel better, there was still a little bit of grief in the back of my head because I missed so many things that happened when I was in a deep coma. “So now that you’re single America, do you think you want to be with someone after Charles?” May asks. “I don’t know if men would accept a blind girl like me.” I answered. “America being blind is not a reason why guys shouldn’t love you.” Claudine cooed. “If someone truly loves you, no matter your disability, he will accept you wholly.” I can’t help but smile, “I hope someday he will come.” I feel someone hugging me and I can tell that it’s May from her distinctive perfume, “He will come!”

I tried to scream, but all that came out was a wet cough. “I thought they said they wanted me intact,” I rasped, voice cracking. “Fuckin’ liars.” They didn’t respond. Or maybe they did. I couldn’t hear anymore. Everything was noise—dull and far away, like I was sinking underwater. I reached for something. Anything. My glasses? My pride? Gone. The floor was warm. Or maybe I was just bleeding on it. My fingers twitched. My mouth moved. I think I whispered “fuck you,” or maybe it was just a breath. Didn’t matter. The lights above me blurred, then vanished. And I blacked the fuck out.

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

She got tired of walking and she sat in front of a coffee shop. Red scanned the area making sure no one saw her and then when the coast was clear, she pushed her beanie lower, put on her old dark sunglasses, wore a nose mask and hung a sign on her neck that read 'I AM DEAF, DUMB AND BLIND, HELP ME PLEASE', and then she sat down and waited. Moments passed and people passed by her, shook their heads pitifully then dropped dollar notes and coins in her outstretched hands with Red shaking her head and smiling inwardly.

He lost his balanced and fell backward, he sat down on the floor and didn’t bother standing up. “What am I gonna do with you.” “What if there a ghost here or something. Or what if I wake up in the morning and I saw another blind somebody.” “It would be perfect won’t it?” He gestured. “Everything would be complete. The homeless, the blind , the dumb and maybe a deaf someone. We could just turn the house into...” “Are you always saying nonsense Dixon.” “Ms. Teresa.”

There are days when I wonder what the world around me looks like, what the prey I eat looks like, I even wonder what my mate looks like but I'll never ask because I know that although I am blind and most likely odd looking I will never stand alone. For I am blinded but not deaf, I am blinded but not alone, I am blinded and I will always have a place within this world.

She'd rather be back in California in her small room, laying in bed and daydreaming about how her life would've been if she haven't had this stupid disease that left her in darkness forever. Bonnie missed her mother, hell she even misses her bastard of a father that left when she was three. She missed her dog, Egg. Oh I hope he's okay. She also missed her annoying best friend Becca. Her heart clenched as tears begin to run down her face. She sniffed taking a deep breath and wiped the tears but it was no use because more came running down. She gave up and let them fall. How was she going to escape this place if she was blind?

“Excuse me! How do you get to the Prunus Estate in East Neve from here?” As if worried that the stranger might find her sudden request irritating, she added, “I’m blind, sorry. I can’t read the signs on my own.” Sterling Fuller paused mid-step. His face seemed to have frozen in time. “Dee?” Deirdre’s heart skipped a beat. “Dr. Fuller?”