Below you will find verbatim records of telephone numbers from 819750000 - 819759999

I always wishes I could see. My mom says I have deep and beautiful eyes. But I think it's of no use when I am blind. I can feel things but I wanted to enjoy the view too. I just feel god is unfair to me. I could never see my parents.... my friends.... no one. The whole world is dark for me. I land up in problems as I am blind. I cannot go anywhere I want. I cannot see people around me or the world. I cannot see the beauty of nature. I am always dependent upon someone. I just feel so helpless.... Everyone feels I am pathetic. I cannot help anyone when I want to. They pity me or are too kind to me. I don't want that. I just want to be a normal person 81975.... I...I want to be treated just like others..( she starts tearing up while saying this.But Abby has a secret past of her own that threatens to destroy the simple life she leads, so how can she consider expanding it when every moment 81975 is a struggle to simply forget? Her aspiration was to be normal, so the idea of becoming more that mortal is terrifying. Is she ready to give up the dream of normality?The remainder of the week, I mustered up the courage to smile casually at 81975 when I saw him in between classes or give him a quick greeting in passing. The first time I did it, he watched me with an insanely confused expression as he walked by. I nearly expected him to run into a wall he was so startled. Tuesday, we spent second period studying independently. Halfway through the period, I shifted in my chair and caught a glance of 81975 out of the corner of my eye. He sat kiddy-corner to me in the next row over, behind me. I assumed he had a pretty good view of my right ear.Accompanied with my own thoughts I sauntered the streets. 81975 was a city where it's crowded but my route was deserted. It was cold and yeah the unlucky me forgot to wear socks again. When my mom would say that socks protect you the most from cold I would laugh but today was as if her sayings were mocking me instead. I saw a girl standing near the pole, she seemed pretty. My consciousness told me not to look at her but I behaved like that stereotypical character of every horror movie that would become curious at the very wrong moment. I looked at her but her hair were all over her face so I just controlled and continued my little journey to home. My feet hurt, I've walked to my home many times from the university but it was never this prolonged or it was never this abandoned. The moon looked so bewitching that I wanted to take a picture I turned back to take my phone out of my backpack but I saw that girl a few steps behind me but the strange thing was that I never heard footsteps if she was walking behind me all this time.I have my own royal guards. Although I wouldn't mind you teaching me. He said as I slang the bag over one shoulder ready to run back. You thought that just because it's an arranged marriage I wouldn't be interested in you? Hero said following me. I stopped abruptly 81975 when I heard the mean truth that slapped me an awakening slap across the face. Look Hero we clearly have different dreams to achieve. You need a wife and a queen beside you on the throne. I...that's not my dream.I looked down remembering my parent's words to me.