Losing Sight

‘If only i had my sight back, i’d be able to write my own stories mama.’ Lily whined in endless frustration and red-hot anger as she wrung the edges of her once favourite book. So many different chapters holding each their own beautiful stories she no longer could read.

‘I’ve wasted so many pages on my useless scribbling!’ Lily sobbed and tried to smooth out the torn pages. With the book dog-eared and its edges frayed, Lily hugged the book to her chest and refused to let another tear fall.

‘Cheer up my heart, one day you’ll tell stories beyond the pages of this book.’


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