Eye

long waits. So the two of them made their way into a shaded backway street and tried to figure out where Sanji would be. S/O let out a small sigh, the heat was still awful even in the shade. Luffy’s eye looked over them and noticed little beads of sweat dripping from their neck towards their chest, his eyes looking after the liquid. He swallowed hard, finding this to be a really bad time for his pants to feel tighter. Stupid body. “S/O.” his whisper nearly sounded like a whimper as he pushed…

The world looks different to me; flowers lack detail, all trees appear to be identical, and the fish in the sea are blurry to me. I was born with a rare eye disorder called Peters’ anomaly. Due to my visual impairment my view of the world, in actuality, is diverse. I might not have excellent vision with my eyes, but I have a different type of vision. I have a vision for innovation and creativity. The simplicity of everyday tasks for the average person is an obstacle for me that I have no option…

a man who, for one reason or another, has been given shelter by a kindly old man who he, or so he claims, loves. In the narrator’s own mind and with his paranoia he sees something that throws him into a mad spiral of anxiety; The man’s bright blue eye terrify him when he looks into them, prompting him to do his despicable acts. To understand the narrator and his actions it must be pointed out that, throughout the story, he vehemently denies being mad. He reasons that a madman would not be so…

“EWWW!” I screamed as I entered my bedroom. It laid on my pillow with its pure black eyes open, eerily watching me. I could tell it was dead from the way the dried blood plastered on its mottled gray fur. The long tail and feet glistened a pale pink hue in the twilight. The whiskers were stained in a deep red, almost black color. “ALANA! After I’m dealing with this mysterious rat, I’ll deal with you!” What did I do to deserve this? Well, I did my fair share of transforming her into grouchy…

can appear on your photos. Cameras have the tendency to enhance wrinkles, fine lines and dark spots. To ensure this doesn’t happen, select a lighter shade of foundation or concealer. Focus on the darker areas such as expression lines and around the eyes. Make sure you always blend your edges (into your hairline, under your chin, near your ears and around your brows.) Blush or Bronze? Depending on how you apply it, blush and bronze can create amazing results when it comes to shading and…

with Age? As we age, our eyesight needs correction due to changes in the pupil, cornea, lens, and iris. Cataracts cause clouding of vision. Color perception lessens. Lenses of the eyes lose elasticity, which makes focusing more difficult. Other age related changes in eyesight are: 1. Seeing objects near to the eye 2. Glare…

Introduction: The adolescent I am observing is a female of the age of 16. She comes from a Ethiopian and Yemeni background but was raised in the United States. Some of her features of include long dark brown hair, large brown eyes and long fingernails painted with matte grey nail polish. This adolescent is a junior in high school at a school that she just recently started to attend. I am observing her at a local coffee shop name Dean and Deluca. This coffee shop is crowded, smells of cinnamon…

recognizing and interpreting sensory stimuli, from our sense organs: eyes, ears, skin, nose, and tongue. Our vision comes from our sense organ, our eyes and travels to the part of the brain that processes vision, the occipital lobe. From there what we see is a perception of what we are getting from our sense organ. Our perception of color in particular is shaped by the culture that we live in and biologically through the rods and cones in our eyes (How vision works, 2015). The way that the…

What Is True Beauty? What makes someone or something beautiful? One day while doing research in the library I came across an image that would forever change my aspect on art. It happened to be a sculpture of half a face, which belonged to a woman. Later on that day I did some research of my own and found out the name of that piece was entitled Fragment of the face of a queen. The sculpture spoke on so many things at once, that it was more than amazing. What made that creations hold so much…

lights of the night lit up the old deserted house, she glanced over towards it. There was a dead tree sitting tall in the yard, could fall down at any time. Her eyes glanced past a broken window, then had to take a double look. There sat a dark, shadowed face in the window. She gasped, then blinked, wishing it was an illusion. She opened her eyes, seeing nothing. She sighed, carefully walking on past the house, hoping to reach her…