In My Eyes

experiencing pain in my right eye, it was imperative for me to leave work for my health as well as for the people around me. In the meantime, once I was relieved by the attendance of another employee, my daughter drove me to the emergency room. At the hospital, the doctor stood approximately 3 feet away from me, while shining a light into my eyes, in turn, she stated I had “the pink eye”. Meanwhile, I was given a prescription for an eye drop, when the eyed drop was applied, it caused my eye to…

human" Beep. Beep. Beep. Rubbing my eyes, I slowly pull away from the comfort of my bed. I see the sun shining through the small window, bringing the warmth of home and love to me. As I turn to go downstairs, I hear a beautiful melody coming from the bathroom. I walk towards the beige door. As I get closer, the sweet, melodious sound turns into a deafening tortured scream of help. Confused, I pull open the flesh door, just to see it covered in bright red blood. My eyes scan the tiny room and…

Description: The painting titled Big Daddy’s was done by a wonderful artist named Lisa Spinks. The painting is an 18”x20” oil on canvas created in 2006. Big Daddy’s portrays a realistic style painting because the picture depicts the crawfish setting perfectly. The medium for this particular painting would include an oil canvas, paint, and a brush. In describing this painting, it contains a bundle of crawfish, potatoes, and corn which are laid out on a newspaper. The portion size is considerably…

curious moue. He closes the gap between them, moving close enough to touch, but carefully avoids contact. “You don’t see anything at all? You’re sure it’s gone.” “Pretty sure, yeah. Nothing new since before I woke up downstairs.” “Not even in here? All my personal things? Not triggering anything?” Alaric looks around listlessly, wanting to help Damon somehow, barely registering the furniture and knick-knacks filling the space. “No.…

storm by finding shelter in the underground cellar used for preserving wine. When suddenly a dead silence prevailed in, she got out to experience the eye of the storm, the still centre of the storm where one experiences the calmest of calm. Though she could see the cyclone spinning and boiling at a distance, she was safe inside its eye. It was in this eye that her “myth of womanhood had been exploded” (White 424). Everything around her had been destroyed, everything seemed to be getting…

The Tell-Tale Heart, a story about a man who kills an old man for his vulture looking eye. The speaker tries to prove he is not insane for the murder. He is not successful. The argument is to explain why the speaker was insane and he was not convincing. "Madmen know nothing." Was he really insane? Or just a smart man. Well, according to the Jamesmustang.blogspot "The narrator begins the story by admitting that he is nervous, yet keep on denying that he is insane, but wise and sharp…

me to her son. “Kaylie, I want you to meet me son. This is Shaggy.” Macey turns around and brings Shaggy closer. He picked up his head from the ground, and underneath his red hoodie I saw his brown eyes. He gave me a smile I would never forget. “Hi.” I said all shaky. We just kept eye contact until my phone buzzed. I never thought that I would be falling in love with a guy who is childish. Starting freshman year, everything has changed. I did not know we would have classes together so when I…

Look me in the Eye, My Life with Asperger’s by John Elder Robison should be required for high school students to read. It is a true account of the author’s life living with Asperger’s. Asperger’s syndrome is on the spectrum of Autism. In the book, Robison discussed his life from the mid-1900’s in Amherst, Massachusetts to present day. He goes through an account of his childhood memories, and adulthood capabilities. His childhood proved it difficult to connect with other kids. As he got older, he…

go in. Her eyes searched the restaurant, Christian was gone. Her eyes glazed over as she spotted a black sketchbook sitting on a table, and that table was Table 8. She pushed the door open, ignoring the young lady who greeted her and rushed to the table, opening the sketchbook carefully. Her eyes widened as she recognised the sketches. The sketchbook was filled with the drawings that she saw 6 years ago on that train. She flipped to the last drawing that she saw, tears escaping her eyes as she…

“Justin, I think, I think I am falling for you.” “Archer are you sure. I don’t want to do anything to hurt you.” “Justin, since I have been with you, the voice in my head, that of my preacher, and that of my parents, and that of everyone who tells me that the way I feel is a one way ticket to hell, is finally quiet. You put my mind at peace.” Justin grabbed Archers face and brought it closer to his own. They then shared a kiss, this time the kiss didn’t reek of something from a teenage…