Pretending To Be Blind Novels & Stories

"That's not an insult, Ava, it's an observation, and the fact that you can't tell the difference is kind of the entire point." She stared at him. "No one ever just sees you," he continued, quieter now. "They see the performance. The control. The discipline. And you've built that so carefully that even when someone tries to look past it, you make it as difficult as possible, because being seen actually scares you more than losing does." "Don't psychoanalyze me." "I'm not. I'm telling you what I see." "You don't see anything. You see a girl who didn't fall for your charm fast enough and it bothered you, so now you've decided the problem is something deep and complicated about me instead of jus

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.

“They were just too much okay and the extrovert is never going to understand the introvert. “ I said and then he appeared behind me all of a sudden and put a cloth over my eye trying to knot it, I stopped him and turned around. “ What…” “ Relax. We’re using our other wolf senses today, apart from eyesight. What happens when your eyesight is gone, we’re going to learn there’s still hope and the kids want you to participate too.” He said and I turned around and allowed him to knot it. “ It’s too tight,” I said but he tightened it more. “ Because no cheating is allowed. “ He said and I shook my head. He blindfolded the kids also and I could hear him adjusting the tables and chairs.

*complete silence* "Will I embarrass you?" "Why?" "Because I'm blind." Daniel chuckled at her dumb answer. "Everyone in this world is blind in a certain way, Linda. Besides, it is difficult to guess if you can see or not. You look like a normal person. You sometimes confuse me as well. Now come on, we are getting late." 'You sometimes confuse me as well.' She knew she was a bad actress.

He moves with a raw power, each step a testament to his untamed determination. Swift as a shadow, I rely not on sight but on the subtle shifts in the soundscape surrounding me. The whoosh of air, the brush of fabric, the faint rustle of muscles in motion—all contribute to the intricate tapestry of this blindfolded encounter. My mind becomes a canvas of strategy, calculating their every move before they even act. I exploit the gaps in their approach, ducking and dodging with razor-sharp timing. The seconds stretch into an eternity, the suspense building with each passing moment.

I nodded in response but I realized my mistake almost immediately and I corrected myself, “Yes sir.” “Good girl.” He muttered under his breath. Then he took my hands and gently wrapped the scarf around right it right. Once done, he tied it up on the bedpost, I think it was made for this very purpose and a part of me wondered if he has ever brought in another girl to this room, but I had no time to think about it because I can see him pulling out another scarf and I wondered where he is going to tie this time. “Now I am going to blindfold you. It is called sensory deprivation and it is a fun exercise. With your vision cut off, you will feel my every touch so much more. Ready?”

I thought it hurt back when my ears heard of it…damn, it's even worse seeing it face to face… especially pretending to be blind when this time, my eyes already witnessed it… *****

Raven gestured to his legs, still covered by the blanket. Gia wanted to throw something at Raven’s face to wipe off his smug, condescending smile. "How could someone blind and paralyzed still be so confident?" she thought. “I still need my privacy, Mr. Lindgren. I can’t possibly—” “What privacy can’t you have here? I’m blind, Gia. I wouldn’t see or enjoy it even if you danced a naked tango in front of me.” Gia blushed furiously. There was no need to bring up the topic of naked tango to highlight his blindness. And just like last night, Gia found herself unable to counter Raven’s absurd demands. His skill in arguing far exceeded hers, possibly one reason he was such a successful

How can any of us here truly understand that pain and horror. I take a long and shaky breath before speaking. My voice is oddly soft and comforting because I know she needs it. “Please, continue so we can understand and help. So we can prepare and try to prevent more of what this… Sego is trying to do.” Her head lifts as though she would look at me and it rocks me to my core. Her blindness has taken on a whole new meaning to me. I want to touch her face, to soothe the sorrow and loss in her expression.

I froze in place, staring at the gleaming knife in his hand, its cold light reflecting off his filthy knuckles. His gaze fell on me, greedy and sickening, like a snake's tongue flicking. "Well, well, I didn't expect to find such a pretty young lady here." Marianne let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Don't touch her!" I clenched my teeth, fighting down the despair churning in my chest, and turned to whisper to my mother, "Mom, whatever happens next, don't interfere. "Move back. There's a trampoline outside the window that should cushion your fall.