Novel & Cerita Writing A Blind Character

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

She paused and waited for Melissa to say something again. About two minutes clicked by before Melissa shook her head slowly. "Being blind is when you can't see like everyone else and everything is dark. Lola was a blind girl and she wished that she could see like the other kids. She wanted friends but no one wants to be friends with a blind girl. Everyone saw her as a burden to her parents because she was disabled and she had to depend on her parents to help her do things. Lola had a very hard time accepting her blind state but in the end she accepted who she was and learned to do things normal people could do. She made up her mind that she won't be a burden to her parents or anyone. She pro

she let out as my hands went shaky. “A blind mate,” I let out in frustration. “I’m blind Ace, blind people are useless,” the voice of Lucia echoed in my head. “The moon-goddess must be great to have blessed me with a blind-mate, a useless and weak one. What can a blind person do? They are of no use,” I let out. yes! They all run away like Coward. I can't let anybody put me down. “I, Alpha Ace ray d king reject you for a mate,” I let out. “I don't want to ever set eyes on you or you might not survive being alive if we meet again.” I let out before leaving the mating hall.

"They sent me to a school for the blind. I learned to read and write in Braille. I learned how to live with it, how to adapt. But the world still treated me as if I were fragile. As if I were less." She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white. "But I was not weak," she said, her tone sharper now. "My father was a swordsman, and he taught me everything he knew. My mother had extraordinary aura—one as vast and radiant as the sky. They never let me believe that my blindness defined me. I trained harder than anyone, relying not on sight but on my instincts. And in time, I always had the ability to perceive auras. That was how I saw."

"Well the circumstances were different with her, she helps him in her own special way since she is also... blind." Aiden’s expression faltered for a moment, his usual confident demeanor momentarily slipping. He leaned back in his chair, processing my words. "Blind?" he repeated, the word heavy in the air between us. "Yeah," I said, my voice quieter now. "She’s blind. But it’s not like what you’d think. It doesn’t stop her from doing things, from living her life. She’s able to connect with Sebastian in ways that nobody else can. She gets him."

"Can I have my hand back idiot? Unlike some people I actually require them. " "Trust me keeping your hands isn't what you should be worried about, " I felt him take another step. "We're going down the stairs. Watch your step. " Watch your step! Ofcourse, tell a blind girl to watch her step down a flight of never ending stairs! "Are you crazy!" I shouted as he tugged on my hand again, my feet grappling to plant itself to solid ground. "You idiot I'm blind, how the hell am I supposed to walk like this! "

“We are here,” Drake remarked, leading her into the biggest room in the mansion. Unfortunately, Luna couldn’t notice that though. “I’ll show you around,” he smiled softly, offering his hand to her. For a moment, it felt strange for him to offer a hand. ‘Does he know my weakness?’ she thought, and a series of quivers ran under her skin. She couldn’t even imagine what would happen if someone discovered that she was blind. “I’ll walk by myself. Thank you,” Luna hesitated. She really didn’t want to get caught in her act.

After all, he would always be an unmeltable iceberg. “Day or night is all the same for a blind person! Mr. Ackman, please mind your own business.” “...” Liam’s expression darkened. His gaze turned cold in an instant. ‘This woman can’t tell good from bad!’ “Since you’re pretending to be blind, don’t leave any chances for people to see through your act!” Liam said coldly. “It’s not like you don’t know I’m just pretending!” Why did she have to be careful when there was no one else there?

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.

I touched the banister, feeling the carved edges beneath my fingers. My stomach growled suddenly, followed by Kiran’s growling loudly. “Let me get us some food,” he said. While I waited for my brother, decided I was sick of sitting there. I attempted to get up from the stool but I ended up tripping abd walking right into the bar. “Look at her,” a feminine voice whispered. “Her eyes are grey.” “I think that means she is blind,” answered an equally feminine voice. “Poor thing. She must be newly blind.”