[ WP ] You 've been blind for 23 years now . One morning , as you go about your daily routine , you walk down the hall and ca n't find your bathroom door . You are n't in your house .

*Shit* You think to yourself, *Third time this week* 
 
 `` Hello'' You call out into the darkness. You here some noises coming from above you. *Must be some people up there* 
 
 You start to walk down a hall with one of your hands pressed along the wall, as that will always lead to an exit. You walk for what seems to be a mile. If someone could see you, they would notice you've only really walked a few dozen feet. 
 
 Your cane reaches out into the always constant darkness of the world until it hits something, a moving something. `` Oh, I'm sorry'' you say being polite, as you try and get their attention. But for some reason you get no response, whatever it was moved away from you. You hurry along down the hall after what seems to be a person, yet anytime you bump into them they move away. 
 
 This time you are catching them and getting an answer. You rush up to where you think they are and start yelling, `` Do you have any idea how rude you are being, I mean come on I'm blind here'' Yet still no response, all you hear is a deep breathing, until it hits you. If you could see lights, your's just went out. 
 
 You wake up a few moments later, with a small crowd chattering around, you start to listen to what they say, `` Wow, why did that blind kid get into a fight with the deaf kid?''
