Whispers from blindness

It was a black world, since the birth of a girl in 2001. She learned just a year ago to move without any help, she had to use her touch to understand her surroundings. The girl was named Beatrice Gwendalyn Blackwell. She never wore shoes, never wore gloves and always wore a dress. Not by her own choice, not from the start, she had a grandmother called Karina. She once gave a light green dress with very light purple flowers. She knew this from her father and mother, named Freddy and Diana Blackwell. Her father, from what was told of him, was a pianist. Calm, unrealistically happy and numb to fear. Her mother was cowardly, artistic and shy. Freddy isn't alive anymore, he died from a shark attack in Australia, where she lived for six years of her life. After this, her mother jumped off a cliff. She was shortly adopted by Sandra and Mikael Sevens. She didn't live with them anymore. Mikael, a suffering man, was diagnosed with cancer when he was 37. He died two years ago; after his death, Beatrice was disowned by Sandra.

She didn't feel any sorrow, why would she? She didn't see anything. But, sometimes she felt like she would cry tears when Freddy would come up in her mind, or even Mikael. Now she was in a unusual situation, only the singing of the birds would be heard and the plants rustled. She eventually hit a iron-like substance, with areas inches deeper than the surface, and it felt oddly coarse. She moved her hand up and down. It was three metres tall and five metres wide. She found a crack in the wall and crawled under it, the building was cold inside. Beatrice crawled on the floor and felt the coldness in her fingertips. Eventually she felt wool and she thought it was a carpet. She rised up a bit and hit a structure made from wood. That is a table. Beatrice presumed in her mind. She rised up from the floor fully, now she was standing. She touched the floor with her fingers, attempting to feel something and then felt leather. Presumably a couch. Beatrice sat on it, she wiped her hand side to side on the couch and then she felt wool again, it was something that was folded. She pulled it in the attempt to see if it was a blanket. It was unsuprisingly a blanket. She loved blankets, they were comfortable objects.

When Beatrice was feeling cold she wrapped a blanket around her body, sometimes she wrapped the blanket to her neck and then got a pen and then ran around the house shouting that she was a witch and she would curse her parents if they didn't give any strawberry ice cream. Diana and Freddy loved that, she was in their words; "Their little witch princess." She lied in the couch and began to sing, she would sing her own songs. She began to sing her favourite song:

The spider once saw a butterfly, and he wanted to see her to fly at night. The spider had name what was Jack and he was deeply black. He made a web where he wrote the letter of his love, that he wanted to see her at the cove. They met there and the butterfly gave him her love, they had their family in the cove.

Karina always loved that song, she would always give applause to it. Freddy also loved that song, but he laughed when it was over. Diana cried tears of joy, because it reminded her of the story of how she met Freddy. Beatrice eventually fell into sleep. She then waked up when a unknown amount time passed by. She then crawled through the hole. She felt warmth. She then sat on the ground and heard a voice, no, whispers coming from east from Beatrices location. She felt fear, and crawled back to the hole. She got back to the couch and wrapped the blanket around her body. She couldn't fall asleep until two minutes had passed and when she could fall asleep the only thing she could imagine in her mind was two white eyes with small, black pupils, deep purplish, triangular nose and a twisted frown of a row of shiny white teeth. She remembered what it was, it was a character from a show she had heard about called the Moomins. She heard the character's disturbing noises. She was told what it looked like by her aunt, named Astrid. She was the most evil woman she ever knew, she tormented her for her condition. She was originally Swedish-Finnish. Beatrice awoke and wanted to explore her room. She wanted to check if the table had anything on it.

She found a radio and tampered with it, until she found something she could move around, she thought it was the antenna. Then buzzing came out, it then transformed into words, the words then became speech. It was the voice of a woman. "Hello? Anyone out there?" the voice from the radio asked. "Hello." answered Beatrice. "Thank god there's someone. So, who are you?" the woman asked. "I am Beatrice." Beatrice answered peacfully. "You sound young, how old are you?" the woman asked a second question. "I am 11." Beatrice told. "Where are you?" asked the woman. "I am not sure, i am blind." Beatrice answered, also mentioning her disability. "Oh, that's unfortunate. Can you still describe your location?" the woman asked. "It's four walls, they are made of iron, and they're a bit rusty. There's a hole in one of them where you can crawl in." Beatrice told. "Okay, are you alone?" answered the woman. "Yes." Beatrice answered quickly.

The transmission ended and Beatrice sat in the couch. She eventually heard faint rustle in the distance and it got closer. Just in one minute, screams could be heard. And the rustle somehow got louder and soon, the screams stopped. There were footsteps, but they didn't resemble a sound a human would make. It sounded like a dog was walking. She had used a dog one time six months ago, it was a labrador named Dennis. Beatrice liked it because it's fur felt like a blanket. It ran away two months after his purchase. Eventually, the thing crawled inside. Beatrice had rolled in the blanket before it got in. "No need to pretend." a woman's voice said. "Who are you?" asked Beatrice, still fearful. "There's no need to know my name." answered the stranger. Beatrice rolled in her carpet, while this thing touched her with her hands; they were leathery like gloves. Almost like a mask to her hands. Carly brought warmth in the world of total blackness and numbness of sight.

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