At birth, even my parents were repulsed on seeing my eyes. Too bright the sun in day, I preferred night or the shade of sunglasses.
I often sat alone.
Curiosity, revulsion, and shock greeted me daily.
“Freak!”
“Monster!”
“Vampire!”
I’ve heard them all.
I see the world as it is, unhidden by civilisation’s façade. I see their doubts and fears, sense their longings, and feel their darkest thoughts. They’re blind to most I perceive, all except for one.
Jason arrived, placing his arm around me, “Morning, Sammy.”
Jason, so pure a light in an often dark world, he sees ME.
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