Eye color

began to lay down colors strategically onto my canvas, watching my vision unfold itself before my eyes. The paint arced across the surface, as stark against the white material…

he blushed. For once, he was grateful for the darkness. The minute Lost stepped through the door to Found’s house, a blur of dark orange crashed into him, knocking him to the ground. “HIIIII LOSTY!!” A young girl with red hair and bright sea green eyes was perched on top of Lost with a face splitting grin. “Heyy, kiddo!” Lost said back, laughing as the girl, Found's sister, got off of him. “Robin… You know you shouldn't do that to Lost. He's had a rough night so far and you know he's fragile,”…

program about 35 years ago. She comes to Scott Road Connections everyday through the entire year. She is 5’4’’ and weighs 145lbs. She has blue eyes, short brown hair, and is fair skinned. JL’s hobbies consist of going for walks, doing puzzles, dancing, shopping and bowling. She maintains fairly good skin, her hair is normally uncombed and unwashed. Her favourite color is blue. She has had work experience before at a farm that she really enjoyed working at, unfortunately it shut down few years…

on the deck for a little while. The deck had three black, steel tables on it with four chairs at each table— which probably was not a smart idea to sit on since it was absolutely hot outside. When I sat down the uttermost elegant flowers caught my eyes . The flowers were vivid and vibrant, making them stand out from everything outdoors. I lingered outside for only about ten more minutes before sweat dribbled down my face, making me feel uneasy. When I got up to walk inside I could hear the…

Tizio came by and to Sarah’s horror, he took them to John’s apartment. She remembered that Painted Girl had agreed to redo his apartment for an exorbitant fee. Painted Girl’s eyes danced as she put the key in the lock. Tizio stood beside her with a few boxes in hand. Painted Girl switched on the lights… red lights, all of them. The small room glowed. Black and gold striped walls and gold brocade furniture brightened the room. Red velvet drapes hung floor to ceiling. Walking around Sarah…

deal with unruly brown-eyed kids. Some children call others “brown eyes” in a way that one child explicitly compares to the use of the n word against African Americans. She does the same experiment the next day but then makes the brown-eyed people the ones with privilege and the blue-eyed group the one with defects, she then watches how the elementary students become vicious, bullies, and racist against one another because of their eye…

seemed to stop. I felt a darkness coming over me. I was in a trance I couldn't force myself to move, and I could feel my own thoughts being lost into space. The spot on my arm where I had touched the creatures had turned the same color as the monsters, charcoal. The color began to spread up my arm the longer I touched the things. I had to run. Using as much willpower as I could muster, I moved my arm away from the beasts. I was awakened from the trance by pain shooting up my arm. I had no time…

rubbed her hands together as if she was scraping sandpaper against a metal tube; the more she did that the clammier her hands became. The nerve throbbing at the back of her ears, was a constant reminder that this was all too real. She could feel her eyes twitch, and her legs shake a bit; was this fear? Is this the karma that Katelyn spoke of all the time she did something wrong?…

the grenades with, the menacing heavy floating of the sharks by the pale eyes, the restless somersaults of barracudas' shoals, in their unconscious wait for the descent of darkness over the seabed; the turbid elegance of eels, the thrushes by the transparent colors - marine spectra, the squids with paper helmets whose movements remind terribly of the ancient grace of your silks. I wonder, Mrs. Rogers, whether in your pale eyes, in the blackness of your window might be hiding the deepest point of…

Union’s body strained against the ties that held him to the chair, squirming like a worm on a hook under the watchful eye of his older brother. Reginald’s arms folded over one another, the white cotton gauze that wrapped up his forearm slowly becoming tainted with red from the pulsing would beneath. Union’s eyes were wide, nostrils flaring and body shaking as he watched his brother with teeth bared. He could hear the older boy’s heart pumping in his chest, pushing blood out from the gaping hole…