Midnight was walking toward the park. The cold night wind blowing through her blueish hair. She sat on the swing not able to see but to hear the night. She smiled under her hair and swung herself lightly. She wounders why people make fun of her for her blindness.
Kalina sat on a bus heading away from another town. The bus stopped at a bus stop in town. She decided to get out and walk down the streets with her bag over her shoulder. She woundered if maybe this town would help her. Or maybe just like everyone else ignore her.
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