Behind Her Eyes Parents Guide Novels & Stories

And ever since, you have been paying for it. Squeezing her eyes shut, Iris tried to ignore the flood of feelings. It was all too much—the confusion, the betrayal, the suffering. How could she have been harmed by her parents? To all of them? She gasped and clutched her heart as the world around her appeared to vanish into blackness as a quick, piercing agony exploded in her chest. Her eyesight became blurry, and she saw glimpses of her parents bowing in front of a dark person in a darkened room.

the woman, with hazel eyes called us. “Are we going home mom?” the young Drake ask frowning. “Yes, baby,” she was as beautiful as her children but what stood out was her eyes. Because Drake has the same hazel eyes. “Alright, look at me now, as much as I hate it, it’s time to forget today, someday I hope that both of you would understand why we did what we did,” the last thing the young me remembers was how beautiful her hazel eyes look like. ***** The scenery changed once again, I saw my mother and father with a young girl. I feel my heartbreak as I come to realize what this scene is about.

A softer voice said, and I flinched when the old, wrinkled hand moved over my face to tuck my hair behind my ear, prying the strand away that had been stuck to the wetness on my cheek. I turned my head away, trying to press it into the flat rock beneath me. But I had nowhere to go as she used her thumb to lift my eyelid as far up as she could, exposing the pure white underneath. It was the reason my parents had been seeking help. The lack of color in my eyes was not like theirs. They didn't like that, never mind what I could do… the powers I had. I wasn't allowed to use them. It was one of the rules. One of the many rules. My parents said it was the most important one. No magic.

Kaidora's POV There are so many strange eyes flashing red in the darkness, but only one catches my attention. A pair of yellow eyes. My mother's scream cuts through the night, sharp, terrible and wrong. I'm ten years old again, hiding in the closet, watching through the crack in the door as wolves circle my parents. “Please,” my father begs. “She's just a child. Let her go.” But the wolves don't listen. They never listen. Teeth flash. Blood sprays. My mother reaches toward the closet, toward me, and mouths one word, “Run.”

I said at last. "Honey, I don't think you should see that now," "Please, mom," I insisted. She hesitated for a moment but then opened the nightstand's drawer and took out a pocket mirror before handing it to me. I held the mirror in my hand. I almost let out a terrified shriek. There was a pair of glowing eyes staring back at me. They had liquid golden rings around the pupils, which seemed to glow literally in the dark. As if Mom didn't want me to witness too much of that, she turned on another lamp by the nightstand, the light quickly outshone the golden hue of my eyes, making them return to their natural shade again.

“Do you have her eyes?” “No.” I sigh, averting my eyes to look out of the window. “My mom had dark eyes. She always used to tell me that she loved mine because they were so special. I guess that if I have my father’s eyes and she loved him… Maybe that’s also why she loved my eyes.” We keep silent for what seems to be an eternity. I watch the scenery pass my window, my thoughts racing through my head. Maybe I have an entire family somewhere?

Hearing her daughter’s scream, Sabrina started and turned to look back at Aino, “Where, baby?” “Outside the window.” Aino pointed outside the window. Sabrina looked in the direction of Aino’s finger. “Where? I don’t see anything.” “Mommy, your eyesight is poor. You need to look past the road, behind that tree. See, there are two little black eyes there.” Aino’s gaze was still fixed far in the distance. She wasn’t afraid of the pair of eyes at all, because Aino could feel the warmth of its gaze. Upon closer look, Sabrina did indeed see the pair of eyes.

How come I can see who my parents are with my own eyes when I didn't saw them even if I tried finding them in the past? "Come here our Aze..." The woman called the little girl and it ran towards them, she was so excited that it even extended its short little arms to hug her parents, love and amusement is so visible in her eyes but before it can go near them, a shadow suddenly appeared and disappeared with her, it was so fast that it happened in just a blink of an eye.

I hope Annie doesn't kill me and forgives me. - I don't know much but I know that Annie witnessed the death of her parents and other people when she was very small. Her home, family and everything she knew and had were destroyed by wolves, then a wolf with orange eyes made her prey and chased her for days - Everyone there had their heads down, except for Dom who had his eyes closed paying attention to the story - She is really terrified of those types of eyes. She probably felt threatened, or even angry, by Day and Rafa who have eyes like that and attacked them. The other wolves must have those eyes too. "Are you suggesting we remove all the wolves that have those eyes from her?" - Jack says

"Focus on their voices. Imagine that the sound is a string into their memories. Grasp it and follow the lead until you see images. They may start out as just blurs, but grasp the thread and concentrate on the images." "I'm seeing something, something...strange." "What do you see?" "My parents are saying goodnight to my sister and I. Nassiri seems, off. I suppose she was always a bit different." "Okay, that's good. You're seeing their last living memory. Keep watching. Tell me what you see but don't lose touch with their minds." "They've gone to bed now...Uh, do I have to watch them, ya know, make love? They are my parents and I don't want to see that, in all honesty."