Today is my birthday, but I didn’t receive any birthday messages, is it because I’m ugly? I’m so sad.
In a city that never seems to sleep, my world is one of constant darkness. Today is my birthday, but for me, it’s just another day of survival. Born blind, I’ve never seen the faces of those who pass me by or the streets I carefully navigate each day. But I’ve learned to adapt, relying on my other senses to guide me through this challenging life. This morning, I wake up under an old, abandoned car—a place I’ve come to