The first thing I hated about my new life was my room. Yes it my own but it was too big. There was too much space I could get lost a bathroom alone. So a big room yeah that's just great. Why they didn't they adopt a different kid? It's confusing enough to be on the first floor so I don't dare venture further. The second thing I hated about my new life is it was hard calling my fake family by there proper names. It took me a about a month just to call Luke brother.

It's getting colder out so I keep to hoodies and pants usually jeans so that way I don't miss match colors. Sadly even though im blind im not exscused from school. I'm pretty sure ill be excused from gym so I'm not worried there but I'm scared of being teased also, how am I going to do homework, make friends and, on top of all of that I have to take councelling Its all so confusing.

My adoptee came home from work and made dinner it was steak and mashed potatoes. We where all sitting at the table and I was having difficulties eating. That was when my adoptee broke the news to me. The news that I was going to a special school, well I dont know how you would have reacted but the first thing I did was stand up stand up abruptly.

"What! I can't go to a normal school?" I was mad I knew I wouldn't ever see my friends again but now I cant got to a normal school! In the back of my mind I could hear a voice telling me it was for the best. But my logical thinking at the time was 'There taking it way to far.'

"Look at you, you cant even eat properly your not fit for a normal school now sit down and eat." My mother said her voice was calm and collected like she didn't even ruin my last hope.

"Just send me to a normal school," I said refusing to sit down. "It will save you money and time."

"No no no and no you are not going to a normal school and that's final." I sighed in defeat she was using her final tone and when she uses that it's over. I stormed to my room or at least the direction I thought my room was.

"Wrong way" someone behind me shouted I sent a glare in the direction of the voice then I turned around fealing along the wall I came across a handle. It was round smooth and cold I turned it and opened the door. It smelled like cleaning supplies so I guess it was the bathroom. I quickly closed the door and continued feeling the wall. I heard my adoptee whisper something but paid no attention that is until I felt a hand on my waste it was guiding me to my room. But it wasn't anyone in my family's hand I could tell if it was one of there's because their hands are warm the hand guiding me was ice cold.