Blankly Meaning Novels & Stories

They both walked in and walked towards her, they both sat next to her which made Blakeley in between them. They also imitated her and folded their legs which made Blakeley chuckle. “Is it fun?” Bryan asked. “It is not supposed to be fun. It's called meditation.” Bryar replied with an eye roll. “Then I am not interested.” He said. “What's with the empty room by the way?” Bryan asked, turning to Blakeley. “Who says it is empty?” She replied with a smile and stood up, she walked to the wall in front of them and ran her hands through it. She stopped at a spot and suddenly pushed it.

The entrance was crowded with people who had come to see my art exhibition. It had always been a childhood dream of mine to hold my own art show. Yet, as I stood in the gallery, surrounded by my artwork, my heart felt empty. I looked disappointedly toward the entrance. The exhibition was about to begin, but Skyler Grant still hadn't come. I opened our messages and reread what he had sent to me last. "Leah isn't feeling well, so I won't be going to your exhibition tomorrow. It's just an art show, anyway. Plus, I don't really get art, so there's no point in me going."

Without the two of them know, a pair of eyes stared blankly with an increasingly devastating feeling. …………… ..

Blake dropped the phone and raised his hands in surrender. Tears fell down Bonnie's cheeks as she shook her head. She couldn't believe what she was hearing on the news. "B-Bonnie, put the knife down, please." "Why? Huh!? Why?" She pointed the knife at her stomach and Blake jumped. "Bonnie! No. Don't you dare!" He yelped jumping back in fear. His hands covered his cheeks in shock. Bonnie shook her head. "H-he ruined my life! For all I know he's paying you!" She sobbed, her grey eyes were darker now. She was raging.

Her mind was completely blank. *****

In my excitement, I forgot to ask about my job scope. When I came home, I realized something. If the job was so nice, why didn't Laura apply for it? She told me they needed a blind person for the job. Strictly a blind person. She then told me about the job specifications, and safe to say, I did not take it well. "Is this some kind of fetish? Do they enjoy it? They want a blind person to stay in the room and listen to them go at it all the way? This is even worse than Michael's fetish!"

It was an expression I had seen countless times on my family…anger born out of helplessness. “What just happened?” He asked in a hoarse voice. “My vision went blank for a couple minutes.” I shrugged, trying to make the situation casual, but I wasn’t able to lighten the mood. “Why didn’t you tell me your vision goes blank?” Lyric asked; an edge to his voice. “It’s nothing to worry about,” I waved him off. “It’s just the position of the bullet. It sometimes rubs off on a few nerves and it causes the blank visions.”

My mind goes blank. Everything around me stops. The world around me stops. My blurred vision is replaced with... Darkness! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

I approached Elocin to tell her that. “Elocin,” I called her, “There are like suspicious men outside. They are all wearing black and their eyes aren’t focused on anything. They eyes are roaming around like they’re looking for something.” I said, a bit nervous for her, as I will be leaving her.