Days slowly went by for me in pains. I could barely see. I had to rely on my senses and smell. And by the way, it was agonizing. I could feel Martha's pain. She has to bath me and also has to feed me. "I can do it myself!" I yelled at her one morning. "Stop treating me like I am some handicap!" Martha's inhaled sharply. I knew she was frustrated just the way I was. Jeremiah caused this!He is going to pay even if it was theast thing that I do before death claims me. "I will be going out for a while Pontius. I believe you can take care of yourself." That was Martha's last word before she walked out leaving me alone in my silence. The aroma of the food entered my nostril but it did nothing to calm the hunger inside me. Hunger for revenge. That was the only thing I had in me. I wanted Jeremiah to pay. Wanted the evil lawyer to also pay for looking down on me and most importantly, I wanted to see Jeremiah's fathers hospital crumble. I was going to devote my life to It. Ding!

At first, I could see the ray of light. A tiny reflection of what was right in front of me. But then, it felt more like a cartoon. What is this? My mind froze for a bit. But then, I could hear the cheering of the men who couldn't stop praising me. "How does he even do that?" "He is blind." "How? That is literally impossible." The girl was rescued and was immediately taken away in an ambulance. As the men let showering me with praises, some of them even took a picture of me. I was not sure if I was supposed to show them my face but it as too late. They were all certain of one thing. I was blind. My mother was lost. She could not believe what just happend. She has left me at home to fend for our daily meal and now I was a hero. Gift were brought before my feet and I was names a hero. Isn't funny?One minute I was home trying to get a hold of my sight and the next, I was some wonder kid. A blind boy who saved the life of a kid. As we journeyed back home, my mother said n