But My Eyes Can See Everything Novels & Stories

I think Marcus is locked in there with me, but I can’t see anything. I open my eyes, and I see my living room. This is so torturous; to see things but not be able to reach out and touch them. It’s hard to see people and not be able to call out to them and interact. I wish I could move a leg right now. I would just flick it out, and that table would fall over.

My limbs turned heavy and my vision blurred. The last thing I saw before I blacked out were those green eyes. Where had I seen them before?.

He reached for his glasses, and a laugh bubbled up in my throat, a sharp, breathless sound. “How are you even going to see through those?” I teased, sliding off the mahogany table. My legs turned to jelly, my heels clicking sharply against the floor as I tottered, my nerves singing with the aftershocks of the evening. Tega smiled, undeterred. “Hypermyopia can’t stop me from seeing my baby. You’re all I see.”

I mummered and slowly placed my hand on the water But I tried to see through the blurred faces I noticed I was weak I felt like my vision powers was being drilled out of my body......

And there you are, running away from my question "I roll my eyes and try to rip my hand out of yours. He just holds it harder. "I'm not running away, Suzy. A person used to tell me that each of us has our own universe in our eyes. That staring at a person's face, most of the time, is like seeing the sky above us. "Your own eyes exhibit an incandescent glow as it guides your attention to the open doors. "I have always found too selfish to surrender to death while there are more than 7 billion heavens to contemplate in the world. So, I think that that night you met me, I decided that I needed to fight for any crumb of hope in my life. I understood that I needed to stay alive to look at a certa

I complain. “I hadn’t thought of them like that. As something that obscures your regular vision. That would be pretty frustrating.” I shrug. “I guess so, but it’s always been this way for me. I don’t know what it’s like to NOT see them all the time. I guess if I went out into the middle of nowhere I might get a break, but I've never bothered. Most of the time it’s okay. It just wears me out sometimes, having to be careful and also not react to some of the things I see. But whatever.” I finish awkwardly.

Eyes that say more than silence ever could. ---

Those eyes. Where have I seen those eyes before?

“Being watched like this.” “It’s not watching,” I said. “It’s seeing and there’s a difference.” He didn’t say anything back, his eyes just followed my movements, probably wondering what I was seeing that he couldn’t. I let a minute pass before speaking again. “You hide things well.” He blinked. “What?” “Your eyes,” I said, sketching faster. “They tell stories, but not all of them belong to you. You’ve been carrying other people’s secrets too long.”

That causes her to fall. " Can't see everything here, Red! " " Wait! What will I gonna do? " I only can see what Alexia can see and she will see what I can see too. So that means it will hard for her to fight back. * TIINNGG * I got an idea. I closed my eyes. " Good Idea, Red! " I still can see her surroundings but she can't see mine because my eyes are closed. She can see everything in her surroundings now.