Fourteen years ago Teddy was born to Lhavinia and Lawrence Rosewood. He was a very interesting young boy. He was different than the other kids his age. Teddy’s eyes never seem could focus on anything and trouble getting around because he couldn’t see the obstacles in his way. It didn’t seem to bother him as much as it bothered others and he didn’t understand why everyone treated him differently. It made him frustrated that everyone pitied him and he said so regularly.

One morning, when he was around nine, he walked out of his bedroom and heard his mother crying. It wasn’t a small quiet cry; it was lots of sobs and her blowing her nose. He stepped out and asked, “Mother? What’s wrong?”

“Oh! Teddy… I didn’t hear you come out.”

“What happened mother?”

She walked over and picked him up, “It’s father… He’s gone away on a long trip… And he’s not coming back.”

Teddy was confused and didn’t understand at the time, all he thought about for a long while was his father. But as he got older, Teddy realized he was dead.

It was very hard for Teddy after his father passed. His father had taught him everything he knew and he was the only person who understood Teddy. You see, Lawrence was also blind, and so he could teach Teddy how to live without sight. Without his father, Teddy was lost. He remembered what his father taught him, but he often did not do what he knew as right. This does not mean he turned to thievery, but he would get upset with his mother when he shouldn't have. His reason for getting upset was often that she wouldn't let him go out with the other kids. He never had any friends his age because most of them were pickpockets and other things of that sort. Teddy was a very lonely boy for a long time... That is, until he started sneaking out while his mother was at work and meeting people around the pony. This helped him to meet many good people, but it has also made his life very hard of late...