If You Don T Stop You'll Go Blind Novels & Stories

My vision gets blurry as I continue watching them making out until I can’t take it anymore and I press my back on the wall, wiping my tears away. What should I do to stop this reaction?

It coated every inch of my being and I found myself leaning dangerously close to him, instead of pulling away. “Why are you leaning so close to me?” He blurted and my eyes widened, immediately realizing that the hell I was doing. I jumped away from him, clearly my throat awkwardly as I lied, “I was just testing how blind you are. Apparently, not blind enough.” “Ouch!” He chuckled. “I'm not sure if that is an insult or not. I am blind in the sense that my vision is blurred out sometimes. I can see things to an extent depending on the lighting. I can see movements, colours, just the blurred version. Same with people.”

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

I once believed meeting Charles was the final ray of comfort in my life. A sightless man and a terminally ill woman, leaning on each other to find warmth in the dark. I gave up chemotherapy, pushing through cancer pain to work, all just to leave behind every cent I had for my "blind" boyfriend and our unborn baby. I even signed an organ donor form, hoping that after my death, my eyes could finally bring him light. That belief shattered when I saw a photo in the hospital director's office. There he was, surfing under the bright sun. His eyes shone, with an arm wrapped around an heiress dripping in multi-million-dollar jewels. It turns out our whole love story was nothing more than a rich

he responded while looking down. “That’s nonsense! There is only a line between you and the blind. How can you drive without your glasses in this Miserable Storm…?” I started losing it and hit the car with my hand. “Look… You drove the car half-blinded, in the night, in the storm… used to, used to… If you want to kill yourself, do it! But Don’t take me with you! I still have a life to live.” Immediately, after finishing my speech, I rode in the car again and left without him.

I wiped my tears, controlled my breathing and hammering heartbeats, and yelled at him, "Yes, I can't see properly because I'm BLIND” .. .. Thank You ShineeSunshine ❤️

“Oh yeah? So, you think I’m on your side?” The car swerves dangerously as he cruises down the street. “No, you’re on Zion’s side, a mutual ally.” “I’m not on Zion’s side. I’m doing what I think is right,” I point out. He doesn’t respond, and I cock a brow. “Should you drive? I mean, is it legal to drive if you're blind in one eye?” “You could try to kill me, and you’ll see how capable I am. My one eye is more capable of driving more efficiently than you.”

I haven’t had anything to eat since I left Camille’s and although I was feeling hungry, I wasn’t in the mood to eat anything. My face had already become damp with tears, my eyes swollen and itchy and my vision so blurry that I could barely see the car before me. The red light was taking too long to turn green and without thinking, I ran the red light as I kept opening my eyes and closing it because of how itchy my eyes had become. I closed my eyes tightly but before I could fully open my eyes, the truck in front of me had gotten too close and everything I tried didn’t work until my car jerked forward so hard that the last thing I heard was a loud ringing sound in my head.

He said. “No one knew? Why?” I asks “Just… madam doesn’t want anyone to know. So please, please don’t tell it to anyone too. Especially if you met a new friends here or join a circle of friends. You shouldn’t tell this to anyone, because we will be doomed if that happens” he said. How can I tell it to anyone? I am so embarrassed to make friends with other people. I am an introvert. I prefer to stay away from them.

Rayne They say love is blind. But no one ever tells you that it also makes you stupid. Blind is manageable. You can grope your way through darkness, trip a few times, eventually find a light. But stupid? Stupid makes you stand in front of a fire and smile while it burns you alive. It’s the only way to explain this. The only way to explain me—sitting here in this cold courtroom, feeling like the floor’s been yanked from under me and I’m still freefalling, no end in sight.