Blind

'' I was different from the other jammers. They discriminated me for it. They didn't think I could do anything right. They thought I was useless, weak, helpless. You don't belong here!" They would always tell me. The other animals in the orphanage took advantage of me and tripped me for their own amusement. They would take my things, assuming I wouldn't notice them gone, or they would move the furniture so I would have to learn how to navigate the area again. Every day I would wake up, hoping today would be the day I would get adopted and taken away from here.

''I was foolish. Nobody wanted a blind penguin as their child.''

Tripping over the furniture and toys the other children had apparently scattered about the room, my beak hit the floor and tore the rug. Again. The sound of laughter filled the air as I struggled to get a grip on a chair and pull myself up. "It isn't funny!" I yelled to my tormentors. "How-how would you like it if I tripped you?!"

"You couldn't!" Piped up one of the other children. "You're blind and you're stupid! You talk to walls!" He said. "That's because I can't flippin' see where y'all are at!" I growled, spinning around and muttering a few choice words under my breath, I pinpointed the location of the sound, felt around for an object on the floor, and chucked the wooden item I had found in that direction. The shout in pain coming from that area let me know I had scored. Waddling off, I could still hear them laughing.

"She looks ridiculous when she walks like that."

"Owww....My ear! Stupid blind girl hit me! Owwwwwwww!"

"Shaddup! Stahp pickin' on 'er! That's mah job!"

I sighed. Just an average day at the orphanage.