My favorite sense is seeing, because I couldn’t play sports if I couldn’t see. Sure I wouldn’t taste my favorite food, couldn’t smell cologne, couldn’t listen to Lil Wayne, or feel a hug, but my life would stink if I couldn’t see. First of all, baseball is my life. Without seeing, I wouldn’t be able to play baseball. Seeing can still in a way give you all your senses. You can learn to read lips, see if someone’s hitting you, think about if a food looks good, and if you see something like a dog going to the restroom, you can automatically tell it’s going to smell bad. It makes meh life better because I can still do my favorite things. I can play video games, play baseball, and if I can’t hear what I’m saying, I can write down what I’m feeling.

My life would be terrible without seeing, because I couldn’t see where I was going, I couldn’t play sports and I couldn’t see pictures. I don’t know about y’all but I don’t want to run face first into a wall. This whole story is about how much my life would stink without seeing, and how much I love to see. I don’t know what I would do if the lord took away my seeing ability.