Post by fallingwithgrace on Feb 12, 2007 23:40:02 GMT -5
For Sophie because she's coool
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Originally a HSM fiction
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prologue.
Teddy Geiger was sort of blind.
No, not completely.
He could see the admiration coming at him from wherever he was on the stage. He could see the constant love from his fans. He could see the compassion in his girlfriend Jen’s eyes as she kissed him. He could see the pride in his father’s eyes. He could see the loyalty in his friends. He could see that his life was pretty much perfect, he was on top of the world.
Yet Teddy Geiger was blind.
He walked oblivious to all the problems that surrounded him. He didn’t see what life was when he wasn’t there, even though it was right in front of him all along. He didn’t see the hate that broiled and lashed out at those who were different. Sometimes there were signs, but Teddy didn’t see them.
He didn’t look anywhere else but besides what was coming at him. Everything was coming to help him. He didn’t realize how blessed he was; he took it all for granted. In that way Teddy Geiger was naïve.
He didn’t see anything that didn’t directly help him so Teddy Geiger was blind.
But then, during his senior year, Teddy Geiger began to see things: that the world wasn’t so kind to everybody—that life wasn’t so perfect after all. And then, when that happened, Teddy Geiger saw the world through changed eyes, and he didn’t like it.
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pages updated:
1, 2
Originally a HSM fiction
---
prologue.
Teddy Geiger was sort of blind.
No, not completely.
He could see the admiration coming at him from wherever he was on the stage. He could see the constant love from his fans. He could see the compassion in his girlfriend Jen’s eyes as she kissed him. He could see the pride in his father’s eyes. He could see the loyalty in his friends. He could see that his life was pretty much perfect, he was on top of the world.
Yet Teddy Geiger was blind.
He walked oblivious to all the problems that surrounded him. He didn’t see what life was when he wasn’t there, even though it was right in front of him all along. He didn’t see the hate that broiled and lashed out at those who were different. Sometimes there were signs, but Teddy didn’t see them.
He didn’t look anywhere else but besides what was coming at him. Everything was coming to help him. He didn’t realize how blessed he was; he took it all for granted. In that way Teddy Geiger was naïve.
He didn’t see anything that didn’t directly help him so Teddy Geiger was blind.
But then, during his senior year, Teddy Geiger began to see things: that the world wasn’t so kind to everybody—that life wasn’t so perfect after all. And then, when that happened, Teddy Geiger saw the world through changed eyes, and he didn’t like it.
