Blurred Vision Upon Waking Up Novels & Stories

The gold flecks around his irises were prominent, and I swear they moved. Naturally, I reached out to put my glasses on, and I froze with my hands on the plastic frames. My hungover brain seemed to connect the dots much slower than usual. I could see his room! I could see his room without my glasses on! I slowly put the glasses up to my eyes, and all the colours and shapes blurred. “What the fuck?” I swore, jumping out of bed as quick as lightning. “Clem, what’s the matter?” Liam asked, his eyes wide.

Fogged Memory Rosie woke up the next morning with the worst headache she had ever experienced. She couldn't open her eyes because of the sunlight that seeped through the window and blinded her vision. She groaned as she rolled over, when she noticed a glass of water and some aspirin sitting on her bedside table. She smiled weakly as she grabbed her phone and shot Blaze a text. Thanks for babysitting me. Appreciate the hangover help. A few minutes later, she was completely bewildered by Blaze's response.

For the first time in my whole life, I was truly alone. I begged my eyelids to open, just a crack, anything. It was as if I was ripping the sensitive skin of my eyelids open. Finally, I managed to pry my eyelids partially open. The world surrounding me was dark hazy and unrelenting. I couldn’t focus on anything; my vision was blurred and spun. “Dammit, how are you awake already?” Hodges gravely tones assault my ears like nails on a chalkboard.

Something inside me strained toward the answer, grasping for the missing piece of the puzzle— And just before it clicked, the vision shattered. I could feel myself being violently pulled away from the scene. The images blurred out of focus, and a blinding white light flooded my vision. As quickly and painfully as the memory had arrived, it vanished in a flash. And so did I. When my eyes finally snapped open, the ceiling above me was entirely strange. My head throbbed with a vicious ache, as if I had been struck by a rock. My sight was blurry, my mind completely disoriented, left alone in the quiet aftermath of a memory that wasn't mine.

Nothing deep or serious enough to cause any scar. I would have to give it to whoever did the work for knowing just what to do, because when I opened my eyes, I didn’t feel any head pain or even a headache. The blurry sight was as a result of keeping my eyes shut for a while. From the brightness of the weather outside, I could tell that it was already dawn, although I couldn’t tell what time it was. Right now, I didn’t feel any pain, but I just wanted to lay here and try to get rid of all my head thought about when I was passed out.

Not realizing that she is already exhausted, she starts to feel dizzy - the surroundings start to become blurry and she feels a stinging pain in her head that makes her faint immediately on the floor. As Nora slowly regains consciousness, her mind emerges from the depths of unconsciousness, bringing her back to the realm of reality. The world around her begins to materialize, blurry at first, but gradually sharpening into focus. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing a hazy view of her surroundings. Her body feels heavy as if emerging from a deep sleep, and she struggles to find her bearings. The room spins for a moment, threatening to pull her back into the void, but she fights against it, det

I was losing the battle and felt my breath leaving me, my vision starting to fade as blackness encroached on the edges of my consciousness. As I slowly opened my eyes, the sterile white surroundings of a hospital room came into focus. The bright lights overhead caused a pulsing headache to form behind my eyes, and the blurry vision only added to the disorientation. I felt groggy and the room spun around me. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the harsh lighting. Everything felt hazy and indistinct, making it difficult to make sense of my surroundings. My thoughts were muddled, and it took a great effort to remember how I got here.

My vision begins to blurry and my stomach is hurting too. Then everything went blank.

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

CALI I woke up with my eyes blurred at first, there was nothing but a haze of light and shadow. Slowly, painfully, my eyelids fluttered open fully. A sharp ray of sunlight pierced straight through the window and straight into my skull. I groaned. I was sure I had never opened my window this wide. I hated too much light in the morning.