Is Stevie Wonder Really Blind Novels & Stories

Richard saw his blank, idiotic stare—eyes turning milky white beneath their lids. “Was it huge?” asked Lawrie. “Did she tell you? How huge was it?” Lorraine went pale. “Admiral Jack?” said Richard, teeth clenched. “Can you see me, sir?” He passed a hand in front of his eyes. “Blind,” Lawrie said, and Richard felt his guts twist. “We’re blind, all of us here . . . but not you.” After a few calming minutes they led him in the direction of the vehicle, Lorraine hooking his BluBlockers back in place over both ears. Her high heels clocked along the pavement as they walked him carefully. Richard heard a dog barking somewhere.

Probably curious, probing, as if she was trying to get something out of me. My lips curved into a faint smile. The fact that she was looking all naive was something. I doubt she even realized that I am blind. How many months did I get myself into this? The stares, the questions that no one wanted to ask. But then, I had to brace myself because of people like her that are negligent. I had studied sensory substitution, even at my lowest. I wouldn't allow anyone to see that vulnerable side of me. No, Never. Dumbass Woman.

To my despair, Mom refused to even glance at them. She tossed them on the floor and snapped at me, "I’m too busy to deal with your nonsense!" My condition worsened over time until I eventually went blind because of a nerve condition. I had become bedridden by that point and was tortured by grueling pain every day. Dr. Videu could no longer bear it and went to Mom. "Mrs. Barlowe, Willow is not going to make it at this rate, so please help her."

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

Shadrach chose his words carefully, not wanting to mention what those assets specifically meant. "To answer your question, let's start with "no." I wasn't born blind; it was because of this incident. Yes, I was able to see, Wynter..." Wynter noticed how he was fumbling with his words. He paused, taking a deep breath, before continuing. "After extracting all the information from my father, my mother begged them to release him. Instead, they killed my mother first."

“Cut the act. If you’re really blind, a hospital can confirm it.” Across the hall, Curtis Lowe's voice faltered for a split second before rising again. “She’s lying! She’s just trying to get out of this! How could she be blind? Every night, she stands by the window, watching me!” Halfway through his rant, his eyes landed on my empty sockets. His voice trembled, and his words lost their edge. “That’s disgusting! Seriously disgusting!” His shout stirred the crowd again. “Exactly! She’s faking it!”

a soft voice said. I turned toward the speaker — a boy, maybe sixteen — sitting under the old tree by the riverbank. His tone was gentle. Curious, but kind. “Can you tell us how you went blind?” I gave a soft smile, adjusting the walking stick I’d used for the last five years. “I lost my sight when I was fifteen,” I began, my voice quiet, filled with the weight of memories. “It was my birthday. Leena — my best friend at the time — brought me a drink. Said it was a special birthday surprise.”

"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?"

Noah Lying there, although too weak to react, I heard every word the doctor said. It felt surreal, like I was trapped in a nightmare. The thought of being blind, even temporarily, was too dramatic. I couldn’t do anything by myself! I wondered how Neil would react if he knew. Thankfully, he was being looked after by his grandparents. Yet, a gnawing fear took hold of me. What if I would never see my loved ones again?

I did all he asked me to do, but couldn't even tell what he was doing because of course, I was blind. Tristan was also silent while I took on the tests, and it wasn't until a while that the Doctor cleared his throat and I feared the news that would come out of his mouth. Would I be able to see again? Were my eyes really damaged beyond control? "Tristan. Your wife's eyesight…" He began… and I waited to hear the end of his words. My eyesight…