*Bai Li*
It felt like a dream. I was here in the hospital once again just like five years ago.
That was the worst and darkest moment of my life when I opened my eyes.
I saw nothing. It was dark. Pitch black.
I came to realize the harshest truth possible that I will never be able to see again. And I always cursed my fate that why? Why didn't that bomb hurt me anywhere else? Why my eyes?
And today, five years later, I woke up again after a similiar blast.
But this time, it wasn't dark. It wasn't the same pitch blackness, that infinite void that I had to wake up to every day.
It was suddenly so bright. When I opened my eyes, a ray of light seeped into my gaze and I questioned myself what was happening to me. This never happened to me before.
I thought I was hallucinating.
How was I able to 'see' anything?
But then I blinked my eyes again and again and the pictures in front me got clearer.
