• Cold and restless nights use to fill my mind, causing nothing but pain.
    It's even worse that you can't share that pain with anyone.
    To be cursed to be alone, for fear of cause death to the one you love.
    The fear of burning, freezing, or casting that person away into a life of a tree.
    I walk alone with no one to comfort me or touch me.
    What am I?
    Many think I'm a monster that deserves nothing but death, other think I'm a demon of Satin.
    I'm not though I'm just... different.
    I want to be apart of the world where everyone is the same.
    A normal person. To go to school and drive.
    Date!
    Oh, how wonderful it would to be out of this darkness.
    Someone please save me from my solitude.
    So me the world.
    Until then I will continue to be in this place, alone.
    This world of magic is the only thing keeping me from you.

    “Well written, Jarvis, you go into such dept, what inspired this poem?" the teacher asked me.
    The hell do I care what inspired it. The point was I got it done, why go any further. I want no applause for going through such a feat such as a meager junior language assignment. I'm just gonna forget about it anyway. Now if she applauded me for writing that damned thing despite my blindness, I might actually answer. So I just sneered at him and slouched in my chair.
    “you tell me, teach. I shot back at him. I'm just a poor, blind student you assign writing assignments to.”
    A few kids behind me laughed and I'm not certain, but I think the old man teaching this damned class, growled... at me.
    “Mr. Parthos, I will not tolerate such behavior. You will treat me with respect or you will spend the rest of the day in the office.”
    I laughed.
    “Sure pick on the blind kid just because he pointed out your flaw, see how well that goes over with the principal. I'm looking forward to the meeting.I snickered.
    Again a roar of laughter arose and the old man slammed his hands on my desk.
    “Mr. Parthos to the office, NOW.he commanded.
    I held up my hands in defeat. I bit back a curt comment and grabbed my cane. I bumped against some desks and stood with my face towards the door, which was open by the way shouting back behind my shoulder I yell, nice bickering with you old man. Same time tomorrow?,and walked out the door.
    If he thought I was actually heading to the office he was wrong. Like I would go there when I could skip. ******** him and hiss bias ways. I could care less. Not like I have much of a future anyway. I'd end up in a foster home for the rest of my life because I'm an accident waiting to happen or I'll live on the streets. Either way there was no need for a education. Cant get a job, cant go to college, cant live on my own. I just give up. There's no point in working hard.
    “do you know where the biology lab is?someone asked I wasn't sure to whom so I continued to walk, hey! Now that's just rude. I asked you a question mister.”
    I stopped dead in my tracks. This person was talking to me? That was surprising. Since I'm the blind kid and there for strange, I was know as in what high school we call a freak. So having people ask me questions was new.
    “Hey, your blind...I'm sorry I didn't know. You must have thought I was talking to someone else. I'm so sorry for yelling at you.the person told me.
    I sneered at what ever being stood before me. No like I could tell anything about this person. The voice was a mix of female and male sounding, so I couldn't even tell mush less height, hair color, or eye color.
    “look kid, I don't need the reminder, so move out of my way or I'll plow through. I snapped.
    There I go again making a general a** of myself. Go me! God I need to learn social skills. Might as well post a sign on my bad that says permanent PMS.
    “Hey now. Don't you be snapping at me, I said I was sorry.
    I growled under my breath and pushed the surprisingly small frame in front of me. What surprised me more what it was flat chested, even more that, that frame's hand grabbed my shirt and pulled me down.
    “LOOK. I don't care what problems you have, but I was trying to be nice to you. God forbid you stop and ******** accept that someone wants to be your friend.”
    I widened my cloudy eyes. Whoa for a smaller teen boy, he was fierce. Unfortunately I wasn't in a very good mood. So I grabbed his arm and jerk him forward. He made a 'oomph' when he hit my chest.
    “look kid. I don't need your charity and hospitality. I've done well all these years, being. BY. MY. SELF. So thanks but no thank. Bug off kid and leave me alone. I gritted through my teeth and tossed him aside to walk to the door and leave.
    I should say I was walking to the door but that damned kid grabbed me again. This time the bottom of my shirt.
    “why wont you let me close. I'm trying so hard to talk to you. This is the one time I gathered the confidence to talk to you. Please. Hear me out. he begged, sound almost like a cry.
    I sighed in defeat, and agreed. Honestly what harm could it do? Plus I was a bit confused. If he knew who I was then why didn't he know I was blind?
    “alright, talk then or I'm out of here.”
    he didn't say anything for a little while, but when I started to head towards the door again he blurted something out that I will never forget.
    “I REALLY LIKE YOU! WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?!”