Throughout my long years in high school,
I hated wearing glasses because they were seen as 'uncool'.
So I started wearing contacts day and night
since I needed something to amplify my sight.
However, as the months passed on by,
my contacts were running out, so I needed to go buy.
Therefore, I reluctantly decided to use my old pair of glasses
when I was required to see during my classes.
But another problem appeared next in line.
I accidentally dropped my spectacles down an incline!
It was shattered into small fragments everywhere.
I was so flabbergasted that all I could do was stare.
My last hope of clear vision was just demolished!
I needed them for the rest of high school and college!
Realizing the turmoil I was feeling,
my father spoke with some words of healing.
He offered to buy a new pair of glasses and contacts
as long as I kept a small contract.
The contract stated I take care of them really well
and I promise, dad, that everything will be swell!
