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"Grandpa tell me the story 
again!", the young boy yelled in 
excitement, as he and his 
parents entered the room. It 
had been only one month to 
the day since the last time they 
had come visit the young boy's 
grandfather, but as usual he 
acted as if it had been longer. 
"Woah there my boy!", the 
boy's grandpa said, as he 
jumped into his lap. "Gifton be 
careful!", his mother yelled at 
him. "Oh he's fine! This old 
man still has some strength in 
him!", the grandfather said. 
"Tell me the story, grandpa!" 
The old man tried to hide the 
smile that crept up onto his 
face. He was always glad to 
hear his grandson running 
down the hallway to his room 
just as anxious and happy to 
see him as he was to see the 
little boy. "Ok. So there was 
this small town out in the west 
called Blindentown. Now you 
had New York that was famous 
for being the city that never 
sleeps and Florida famous for 
being the sunshine state, but 
Blindentown was famous for 
one thing-being the darkest 
town in the whole country at 
night! Now it didn't get much 
sunshine in the daytime either, 
but it was all just as beautiful. 
At night every store light, 
street light, and every house 
light would be turned off. It was 
so dark you couldn't see your 
hand in front of your face! Each 
night everyone hurried and got 
in bed because legend has it 
that if you're not asleep while 
you're in bed whatever you 
hear outside will force it's way 
into your house and eat you 
alive! So every night make sure 
when you go to bed you go 
right to sleep, ok?" Gifton 
nodded his head slowly. The old 
man pulled a dollar out his robe 
and handed it to him. "Now run 
down the hall to the vending 
machine and get some candy." 
Gifton grabbed the dollar and 
ran off. His parents stood silent 
for awhile. "I'm gonna tell him 
one day," the old man said, not 
even turning around to face 
them. "You have to, Dad," the 
mom said. "He's going to figure 
it out eventually." The old man 
shook his head, staring out the 
window into a bright sunny day, 
into darkness.
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