Blurred Vision After Waking Up Novels & Stories

My eyes fluttered open, my blurry vision gradually sharpening. I groaned over my head groggily until my sense started to come back. “Wait!!” My eyes snapped wide open. I looked over my body, I was in my pyjamas. A great relief washed over my body seeing I was surrounded by posters and pictures I hung on the wall of my room. But... what happened? My head ached so badly, I could only recall vague pictures from last night, everything else to me was like a blur.

My vision blurred. My eyes, I could barely keep them open anymore. It was as though they had a mind of their own, forcing their way shut. Seconds turned to minutes and I finally let go, drifting to sleep.

There, she groaned and blinked her eyes many times to adjust to the brightness around the surroundings Trying to focus her eyesight on her room, she rubbed her eyes. Then she removed some of the morning glory she has on her eyes. Every morning after waking up, she was trying to look fresh even after waking in such a bright room. When she already had a fine sight compared to a blurry one earlier, she immediately moved out of her bed. Then, she proceeded to her window's curtain to open them wider

I really don't want to wake up yet, not only because of what’s going on with my body but also because I am still sleepy, and for an unknown reason again, I feel really tired even though I just woke up. But that warm and bright feeling on my face just wouldn't go away, so even if I wanted to go back to dreamland, that bright feeling wouldn't let me, forcing me to be fully awake. With a still-creased forehead, I groggily opened my eyes with my heavy hands still on top of them to serve as a shield for my eyes from something bright. My vision was blurred for a few seconds, and I had to blink several times. When my vision finally became clear and I felt that I could already face something warm an

"Gosh, look at you; you are so beautiful. Now you must wake up and know you are on the right path. Soon my child, soon. All will be revealed." "Now, wake up!" A blinding light flashes, my eyes slightly flutter open, and I groan. My vision is blurry, and I cannot see anything clearly. Plus, my heart aches in my chest. It's like someone has been using it as a stress ball, and I am not sure why. I blinked rapidly, and the steady sound of a monitor beeping caught my attention. Was I in a hospital? A quiver ran down my spine, all the hair on my skin stood at attention, and I felt slight prickles on the pores of my skin. Why is my vision blurry?

I think, groaning as I crack the bones in my neck and focus my attention back on the road that has the outhouse on its end. My vision sharpens even more as time sneaks by, and I blink rapidly to adjust to a view without minute smudges or blurs. It works, but the lightness in my head does not disappear. Mikael had commented that whatever I'd been given after I fell unconscious was the reason for my blurred vision. So, I'm pretty sure the theory also applies to my faint dizziness.

Sitting on my bed, I felt a dull pain on my forehead as I creased it gently. My vision blurred as I closed my eyes, breathing in and out softly. I opened my eyes yet again as I tried to rub away the sleep fogging my vision. It felt as if I had slept forever.

He didn’t look convinced, but he continued with his report. After he left, I sat in the administrative chair for a long time, waiting for the slight blurring at the edges of my vision to clear. It happened for just a moment and then it was gone. I blinked several times, my heart rate picking up. That hadn’t happened before. I pressed my fingers to my temples, forcing myself to breathe steadily. The blur didn’t return. So I assumed it was eye strain from reviewing documents all morning. That evening, I attended to a minor dispute between two omega families in the housing wing. By the time I’d settled the matter, my legs ached with a bone-deep weariness that went far beyond what the activity s

I could feel the exhaustion seeping into my bones, making it harder and harder to stay awake. My vision began to blur, and the words on the pages of my book started to dance around, making it impossible to focus on them. I rubbed my eyes, hoping to clear them, but it didn't help. It was as if a veil had been drawn over my eyes, making everything hazy and indistinct.

My vision blurred and suddenly everything went black. A warm tear fell from my eyes as they opened. They stared at the familiar ceiling of my room. I released a shaky breathe as an ache ran through my head. It felt as if it was about to explode. More tears began to fall and the pain wouldn't stop. I raised my hands and attempted to ease the pain by massaging my temples but it didn't work.