Amanda Perez, was born blind who grew up with the presence of her loving mother and an elder brother that loves her so much. Until one night accident came that killed his brother, changed her life. Years after she came back discovering her true identity with the help of her brother's long-time friends, until she encounters people who are pertinent to his brother's death who wanted to kill her. Will she able to find what's behind her brother's death? Will she know her family's true identity?
ALDREN
My sister was alone in her room, slowly I climbed upstairs while carrying the cake that I made myself. It's a chocolate cake, I practiced so hard to bake this perfectly until I can make a delicious perfect cake for her birthday. Standing and staring at her bedroom door, I cleared my throat and immediately knocked. As I opened the door, a cold wind breeze greeted me and saw my sister sitting and facing the windows of her balcony room, looking at her looks like she enjoyed the breeze of fresh air.
"Good morning, Manda" Manda is the nickname that I gave to her, she likes it anyways. She immediately reacted from the way I called her, her head moved a little to the side, allowing me to see her side profile.
"Aldren, is that you?" she used her hand to hold the armrest and side drawers to help her stood up, I let out a giggle a little as I looked at her slowly walking towards me, following my voice.
"Happy birthday!" I greeted at her with a wide smile, saw her lips forms into a curl and smiled a little.
"Here, It's a cake" I gave her the cake while I approached her a little, helping her to carry it into her small and soft hands until she got good grip on it and I let go "I hope you like it"
"there's no doubt" she smiled, and I looked at her confused on what she says
"Hmm? Why is there something wrong?" I looked at the cake but there was nothing wrong
"Are you the one who baked it, Aldren?" she took a little icing and she tasted it and she smiled
"Ah, well. Is it delicious?" I smiled but also, I'm a bit nervous on what would be her response, knowing that I tasted a little earlier and it was very sweet. I hope she has a sweet tooth
"It's delicious, however. It tasted like burnt a little, but it's okay. Thank you" she smiled widely making me feel happy, this kid doesn't know how to lie, really.
"But, don't worry" she said smiling "I know it's made with love" She puts down the cake at the side drawer. I just smile at what she says and let go a little laugh until she tries to find something
"What are you looking for, Manda?"
"Your hand?" my hand? I gave her my hand and she held my finger; I flinch a little bit "Did you burn your fingers, again?"
"I know it's my birthday, and you want to give me a cake that I would like but, burning your fingertips many times? You can buy a cake next time." she smiled and let out a little laugh "Just make sure next time you won't burn your fingertips anymore, or else mom will cut them"
"Amanda." I looked at her and I felt sorry for my sister who was blind, I didn't want to cry in case, I cried, all I did was hug her tightly
"Why? what happened?" I didn't answer, I just hugged her tightly like she was still my small sister "Are you crying?" I immediately wiped my tears
"I didn't cry, there's a dust or something in my eyes" I immediately wiped my tears and excused myself, I looked at her and held her shoulders and greeted her a happy birthday once again, she smiled but right now she gave me a wild smile with her eyes sparkling. "Want to come with me in the garden?"
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AMANDA
My older brother took me to our yard or better known as "Perez Garden" I don't know what it looked like but I knew it was beautiful because I could already smell the flowers around me.
"Sit here" he helped me sit on the grass
"Feel the wind, and close your eyes" I followed what he said so I immediately closed my eyes and i felt the wind "Feels great, right?"
"The breeze here is beautiful, it makes you feel a lot better; it feels like the wind is blowing away the sadness in your heart" I smiled while still closing my eyes
"I usually hangout here whenever I have a problem, so if you have a problem, you come here, okay? Especially if you're sad." I just smiled on what he said, I felt thankful for having a brother like him, but also his words are a bit weird to hear.
"Thank you, Aldren"
"That's nothing, why do I sound cool when I said those?" we laughed together on what he said, my older brother and I talked until we heard a voice calling my brother from the inside of the house, it was mom. He told me he will be back and went inside to help mom. I decided to get up to go for a slow walk on the surroundings, when I heard the voice that warns me.
"Watch out!" I stopped and fell on the grass when a ball hit me on the head so hard "Are you okay? Why didn't you avoid the ball?
"didn't you see the size of the ball that was going to hit you? In the head?" He asked but he sounded a little bit rude by the way he talks to me, from his voice it sounded like a boy that is around the same age as me.
"I'm sorry, I can't see "
"Are you blind?" he asked in a little high-pitched tone "The ball is too big for you to not see" I interrupted his speech with a little laughter and smiled, I don't know where he is standing right now but I think I am looking at him face to face, he sounds fun. I wish I can see his face.
"I am blind, I was born blind"
"uhm, I'm sorry about that, I didn't know..."it was silence for a minute but he then broke it by introducing his name "I'm-I mean Tyson by the way." suddenly he took my hand and we shook hands I smiled because he was now my friend, my first friend.
"Amanda" we laughed a little "I think I am your neighbor?"
"Nice to meet you, Amanda" I heard him chuckled a little "my neighbor" I know that I can't see but when I heard his voice and when he held my hand all I could tell that he is funny, and I can see that he is a kind person
"Likewise,"
"Ahem, Manda"
"I think it's time for you to go inside now" my older brother called me
"Bye Tyson, I need to go inside now" I felt someone is holding my hand to guide me to walk inside, I turned around and slowly entered the house, following the one who is holding me.
"ah, okay." I smiled as heard his voice before going inside, I don't know what just happened but it made me happy.
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