The Residence of Penny Manor

So this is a story I have been working on for a long time. It is about some kids who live in a big house together, so far I only have a couple chapters but, well, lets hope for the best! (sorry about the weird symbols and stuff) don't know why its there!

Chapter 1

Heather

awake
sit up
feel around
breathe
don’t look around
no point

every day the same schedule
eat
sit
think
wonder
go to room
wonder more
eat
sit
feel
nap
eat
sleep
every day the same people
Momma
Aunti
Sarah
Norman
every day
the same things
yelling
crying
wandering
boring
what’s the point

Aunti’s steps come in
“Want some breakfast?”
“no”
“Want to get dressed?”
“no”
“Want to play a game?”
“no”
“Want to go back to sleep?”
“no”
“What do you want to do?”
“read”
“siehhhhhh
We don’t have enough money”
“I know”
“Want me to read to you?”
“Okay”

“Once Upon A Time...”
thoughts drift away from story
when will I read
see letters on a page
see pictures on a page
do more than feel a page
after all
I am blind

I have been since I was born
never have I seen colors
I have never seen a dog
I have never seen the sky
I have never seen a movie

I hear music
I smell dinner
I taste syrup on my pancakes
I talk to my mother, Auntie,
but no one else
Not Sarah
Not Norman
they don’t understand

Other kids in the apartment
they never come
Mommy said they may come to visit
but they never do
they are to scared
they don’t want to talk to a blind person
only Ms. Piper comes
she is nice
but she never listens
so I never talk
she talks about fiancé
and about the boy who lives with her
she says someday he will come to visit
but he never does
sometimes I wonder what Ms. Piper looks like
she says that her hair is auburn
what it auburn?
it sounds hot
She smells like flowers and toothpaste
sometimes she brings me a candy
it is sweet
sometimes the candy is sticky and my fingers feel odd
she teaches me about nature and the world around me
she calls it science
she teaches me how to add amounts together in my head
she calls it math
she teaches me about the people who came before me
she calls it history
she teaches me what comes in a sentence
she calls it grammar
she says she likes kids
I believe her
when she isn’t there a tutor comes
he teaches me how to move around and live life normally
he taught me how to read
we use a special combination of dots and spaces
it’s called braille
we read books together
sometimes he asks me questions
I don’t answer
I don’t like the questions

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