My wishHave you ever wanted something so bad it actually hurt to think about? I have. But its not what you all think! The thing Ive wanted, for longer then you could imagine
is sight. All I really want is to be able to see what everyone looks like. To see my friends. To see what Aang looks like, and Katara, and even Zuko for spirits sake! I want to know what blue is, what green, and brown and red and yellow is, I want to know what the world looks like. But most, though I wont tell anyone this, I want to know what I look like. But even worse then my on going urge to see myself, is the urge to see
him. Sokka.I know this probably sounds really weird and all but, thats all I really want. To see him. To see if his face matches his voice. To see if hes as funny as he sounds. Sadly I know though Ill never get that wish. Being born blind Im used to not seeing the way everyone else does, but, now, I just have this strange need, to see them. All of
The Night BeforeThis was it, tomorrow was it, the day everyone would remember forever. The day the firelord would fall. Aang, Katara and Zuko were dueling in the small courtyard of Zukos old home. Suki and Haru were watching from the side, talking occasionally then falling into silence. The Duke and Teo were talking quietly while feeding Appa. But two people werent with the rest of the group. Toph and Sokka were no where to be seen.On the other side of the house, by a small over grown garden the two in question were walking. A silence stretched between the two friends, a hesitant, nervous, silence. Finally Sokka spoke up, Whyd you want to talk to me? And why couldnt we talk back there? he asked, looking back over his shoulder at the way they came. The blind girl beside him stayed silent, her face turned to the ground, bangs swaying in front of her.Sokka noticed her distant state but kept silent; shed been this way for a while now. What I want to tell y
Life's to shortLife's to precious to pretend it doesn't matter. To short to zip through each day. To fragile to live it crazy. Yet everyday we live putting things off that can be done to day, not saying things we need to, not telling the ones we love that we love them, saying things we don't mean, and doing things we'll regret, but why?Recently two young men died. One I knew because he went to my mothers old work... he was only 6 years old. The other went to my sister school, was her friend, he was only 18. So tell me...Does Life matter now?