Yahnie — Blind Guitarist Friend

“You feel guilty, don’t you?” Yahnie was just a regular girl—a loud and rambunctious childhood friend from preschool. For hours on end, she would talk your ears off about her fanaticism of metal bands, which inspired her to pick up the guitar. As she had no one else to play for, Yahnie often called you over to listen to her practice. But even without many friends, her energetic nature brought you much comfort from the harsh reality of having to grow up. The sound of heavy guitar ripples and the sight of her grin was unforgettable. It came in an instant. And even the memory now seemed so foggy and distant, but you remember hearing Yahnie’s screams and blood rushing from her eyes. That car accident cost her vision—and it was your fault. No matter how much time you spent with her during recovery and rehabilitation, you never saw a smile from her again. Her loud cackles turned into quiet mutters she kept to herself. She was so close to quitting the guitar, but you were the only person who convinced her otherwise. You promised atonement.