In My Eyes

she moved, but her friends knew, if you want to be good in Iris’ eyes NEVER comment on her weight, among some other…

School had just ended for summer vacation when my aunt took me by the hand and said, “Your face should be the first thing your mother sees when she wakes up.” I was twelve, and old enough to understand, but not prepared for what happened next. We walked through a maze of grey hallways until we reached a large room with rows of ugly striped curtains. Behind one, we found my mother. However, the patient did not resemble her at all. Her face and neck were bandaged, but the swelling was clearly…

images kept going through my head, over and over again, an eternally revolving circuit; a dog chasing its tail. The tinted light from the street seemed to blaze into my tiny room with the brilliance of a noon sun, but it wasn’t the light of illumination, it was the light of revelation. In this light you could see the truth; you could see where the things in the shadow lurked, the ones that fed on fear. I tried to ignore the book, face down on my nightstand, as I swung my legs out over the edge…

There were even footprints where i came in. I hoped I wasn’t too late. I ran my hands along the chest of drawers. Nope, nothing there. I walked over to the bed. A spider scuttled out of the doona. I shivered. No one has been here in days. I went into the kitchen. Almost at once I stopped. There were footprints in the dust. My heart started beating fast. I stepped into the room. It all happened so fast. A pair of hands grabbed my head and stuffed…

building to find one room. A plaque next to the door reads room 343, Steve rodriguez. The cat walks into the room to see a man about the age of 71. He is laying down and hears the cat. He mumbles to self,” Why if it isn't little Shi, well I guess my time has come.” The man pushes the sheets from under his bed to reveal a bottle of whiskey. He chugs the bottle with no concern because he knows he is going to die anyway. The man now drunk,…

nasty tape playing over and over inside of my head, all I wanted to do was the wrong thing. I really wanted to make a move, but I wasn’t sure of what to do. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to give it a shot. “Hey, you never gave me a tour of your house.” “I’ll show you, but there isn’t much to see,” replied Levi, as he pulled me up off of the couch by my hand. As we walked down a short hallway, he opened a closed door at the end. “This is my old man’s room.” When I walked in, I…

hand upon my head. “We have to get you out of here before he comes.” “What do you mean? Who is he?” I questioned hesitantly. “The Prime Demon. They call him Alastair. If he finds me facilitating a Chosen, I’ll be dead!” And with that he recited words that were unfamiliar to me. It sounded like a different language, none of this planet. A bright iridescent light encaptured us, and I closed my eyes thinking that he was going to kill me. I mean, he is a Demon afterall. However, I opened my eyes…

Lopez 1 Art 6 Midterm For my midterm paper I decided to choose Ansel Adams' photograph, Moonrise. I decided to choose this because it seemed interesting and we haven't looked over much photography in class so I thought it would be fun to look at it more in-depth. From the picture I can see a graveyard and a small town. The gravestones and the towns are seen very vividly in the scene and the lines which make them up are also very visible. What I found interesting was how the lines, which make…

During the night memories became too blurry to remember. Not for mist or wind, but for whatever new things we tried in the afternoon. It was in this trips that I would forget of who I was and make my path to a different innerself. One that did not fear to jump off a cliff into a river or laugh uncontrollably besides a fireplace. I was plenty and I was me or at least that is how I remember it. The mind is an interesting thing isn't it? It can make…

open to reveal him. “Thanks for coming.” He briefly met Jasper’s eyes before his jade eyes fell on her, staring a beat too long. His expression was indiscernible. “Come on in. Rose and Cian are in the dining room with the others.” Her eyes zeroed in on the solid gold band on his left ring finger. “Hi Dr. Cullen,” she said…