Author: Lariat
Memories. When trying to remember them, one can picture them in their head right away. All the colors, what the people looked like, what was all around them, anything you that you can see.
But when was the last time he saw all of that? The last time he saw color, the last time he ever saw his friends, the last time he ever saw his house or the outside. These several years going by, all he remembers is pitch black darkness. All he remembers is the feel and sound of those around him. Never color, never appearance, never the scenery.
The last of all that he remembers seeing is those sparks of light that had made him see no longer.
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