But My Eyes Can See Everything Novels & Stories

He has a very hungry look in his eyes. Oh my god! I can’t do this!

My deskmate, Elaine Jenkins, was the kind of girl who was born with a sharp tongue. She loved nothing more than embarrassing me in front of everyone. When I showed up in a brand-new white shirt, she sneered, "Look at the country boy who finally made it to the city. Are you really that worried people will not realize how hopelessly tacky your taste is?" When I switched to contact lenses, she laughed. "Those eyes look like a dead fish's. Taking off your glasses is not going to magically turn you into a handsome guy." Then I won a prize in the math competition. She just rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Everyone knows he stays up all night grinding through problem sets. He practically worke

>POV: CARRIE Eасh gunshot mаkеѕ mе flіnсh, but I саn’t take my еуеѕ оff thе hоrrіfіс ѕсеnе аbоut a blосk away. I can’t ѕее реrfесtlу.

I could see his desires so clearly. But I was a little disappointed—all he was worried about was how to make Mira happy. “W-what are you staring at?” He stammered, avoiding my eye contact. But it was too late—I had already seen it all. I still have my power intact. I can still see everything. I suddenly frowned. But why doesn’t it work on Jeffery and work on J? Perhaps… does it only work on J? But why him?

Everything is always blurry, everything but his eyes from where I stand every time. His eyes are entrancing, the sparkle of gold, like lighting throughout the emerald green capturing anyone who locks onto them, the shimmer and sparkle they project, with the hint of black around the edges giving you the sense of mystery they hold. Never knowing if it's pain and sadness or joy and happiness within them. This is the only thing I get to see when I'm looking through my own eyes in my dream, then I am back to standing there in the distance.

For the time being, I have simply settled on the idea of exploring the rest of this deserted house further. If there is one thing that is blowing my mind right now, it is the fact that even though it is dark, I am still able to see very clearly through the darkness. I didn't want to sound overly dramatic, but it seems as though I have night vision built into my eyes, and it's really quite incredible.

He needs to see it—the determination in my eyes. Because nothing is going to stop me from having what I want. Nothing.

My vision goes white. And then, nothing.

[Olivia] I tried to open my eyes, but they felt heavy and painful, it felt like I was in a moving vehicle, or maybe I wasn't, I opened my eyes but was still enveloped in darkness, did I not open my eyes now? Why am I still seeing nothing but darkness, I thought to myself as I reached out to bring my hand up to my face.

I'm the only one who could see the creature and the others can't. I have finally learned not to behave like I see them because it would cause a fight between us, and to be frank creatures get intimidated when a human sees them. I fight with some of them, and while fighting my parents believe that I'm crazy. The only individual who believes me a little bit is my baby brother. According to him, he would say that a person who has golden eyes and brown hazel eyes on the other side is surely known to be a goddess. He says my eyes could see the future and the past differently, even though it's funny..... I'm still able to see sea creatures, and I think it would forever remain like this.