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IN THE EYES OF THE KILLER

The world is bright, even brighter than what I imagined. The first seventeen years were dull, spending all my time touching all things, pretending to be satisfied with the texture of it. Mom whispered, "The world is cruel, it's better for you not to see it." Dad uttered, "Secrets are meant to be secrets. If you heard that "access denied" don't ever cross it." The confrontation lacks weight as they try to intoxicate me with various information as I grow up. Let me ask you, what's essential? Is it your sense of smell, your privilege to hear things, your ability to taste everything, or is it your hands? Ever considered living without your sight, who are you? You define yourself as to what people tell you. You dress yourself the way they wanted too coz after all, it's their satisfaction that matter. You touch things to feel it, hoping your brain can understand what's behind a rough or a fine surface. From the start, you are seeing things differently to what they see for your eyes are their mouth and they only tell lies. Grandma said, "Be contented Lucy. You are denied of something for you are gifted about something. Isn't it fair?" Grandpa said, "You'll realize it as you grow older. You'll realize in time how having no sight is more of a fortune than a disgrace." Until I get older and my egocentric psyche grows with me, holding my hand and even taking over me. I wanted what's theirs, I wanted to have those. Let me have it please. Let me have a chance to see until I regret it. Regret seeing my mother cried in your hands, you cruel beast. You deserve to die. Let her live. Discord server:

Phantoms_are_true · 灵异恐怖
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CHAPTER 21

"Lucy I got you. You sit at the window first then extend your legs outside.", Josh instructed me for we are now finding a way to get out.

We walked in tip toe, so afraid that mom might hear us. The night was silent and with mom being a light sleeper, I know that she can wake up easily just by hearing a snap.

I even looked at the clock and saw that it's already one o'clock in the morning. I wonder, why is the guy upstairs not making any hush? Is he even there? Is he asleep?

"Lucy!", Josh called my attention.

He is reaching out his hand so I accepted it. I sat down by the window and crossed my left leg into it. The next thing I did is lift my right leg and crossed it over the window.

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