Blind

We had to write a monologue inspired by quotes we got from other students, writing about our summer.

“Maintain a balance of opened and closed eyes”- Character

“The bumpy part.” Description

“I am afraid I will go flying into the ocean.” Will use in text

 

            JESSIE- I was born blind. My eyes never worked. I don’t know what the color pink is. I visualize it is soft… maybe it smells good. I don’t even know what color is exactly, my parents always tried to explain it to me, but how was I supposed to learn what color was without seeing it? The very thing that paints the world around us, was blind to my eyes. I never saw the sunset, I was never able to see that ombre of color in the sky. I heard people constantly talk about color, it came up in everyday conversation, miniscule small talk. Why do people expect my blind a*s to know what color is?! Why do people ask me stupid questions like, “Do you know what blue is?” “Do you know how to write?” I am nothing but a useless… blind girl. Do you know how useless you are if you can’t see? I don’t even know what I look like. I have travelled through nearly eighteen years of my life not knowing what I look like. I don’t know what my parents look like. If I were granted eyesight right this very second, I would be completely lost because I have no f*****g idea what anything is... I’ve never seen the letter ‘a’, I can only feel it. I can’t read or write, I have to rely on those bumpy parts to tell the story. Sometimes I just sit and think, “Why did God rob me of the most precious thing in life? What did I do to have such a burden on my life?”  The weird thing is, I don’t wish to see either. What if the world around me isn’t what I think it would be. What if when I get my eyesight, I will go flying into a huge ocean of despair and amnesty because I can finally see the world for what it truly is? I don’t know what I want… I just wish life wasn’t this damn hard.

Author's Note

The quotes are the lines the inspired the piece.