The Blinded War

It feels like I can't see where I'm going. And there's a war going on, and all I can hear is bombs blasting, swords slinging, and people splattering blood.  I can smell the smoke and I can smell the blood, and I can smell the sharpness of the sword. I can feel that one day I'm gonna be in that war.  

(This is just a fake time that I made up.)

I am writing this with a blindfold on because I want to know how it feels to be blindfolded. It feels like I can't see where I'm going and I might bump into something if I start walking.