When I was only 19 months old, I contracted a mystery illness. It stole my sight, hearing, and, temporarily, my happiness. From this point until the age of seven, I was trapped. I was entirely confined to only the thoughts inside my head, and there was no way I could connect with others. These less-than-unfortunate circumstances caused me to be confused and pushed me past the point of frustration. On my own, I was defeated. Nevertheless, I found hope when I was saved by a woman named Anne Sullivan, who