My parents are evil...
They trapped me in my room when I was two. It was because of my eye... One eye, the right, is blind, it is white with a bit of blue. All I remember is a little boy with the black eyes making fun of it. I've always had it...
Echo1998: B can I tell u something?
BisforBrandon: Of course Echo! What is it?
Echo1998: I'm blind in my right eye... is that weird?
BisforBrandon: No not at all. We're u worried to tell me? Cause u shouldn't have been. I know u as Echo. Ur appearance has nothing to do with what u look like. <3
Echo1998: I'm so happy u accepted me!
BisforBrandon: I never didn't
That's the thing about Brandon... he's so accepting. "Sweet heart, I'd like you to get off that computer now. All that typing is annoying me." I turn to see my mom standing there, her arms crossed. "Sorry mom." I shut the laptop. "Good girl." She has a pleasant smile. "Come have some apple slices and peanut butter." I follow her down the grand staircase to the large kitchen. My father sat there... talking to that man in a black suit. He was here every week. "I'm sorry Mr. Lexer, we have no sign of your daughter".