Eye Glass Straw Novels & Stories

Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat. Then, as Keyara felt her hair was perfectly tied, she turned around while holding the two ice creams. She was about to give one to Grey but was surprised. Because Grey reached out his hand toward Keyara's glasses. He took off the transparent-framed glasses and folded them in his hand. Keyara felt her entire vision blur. Her eyes were indeed -4 diopters, and that was enough to turn her surroundings into blurry lines and boxes, with fog obscuring the clarity of every object, including Grey's face.

I wished he took longer before coming because there was a fresh determination in his eyes, and I was yet to recover from the torture. Doyle stood In front of me and smiled then showed me a small round object the size of a cherry. It looked like glass with colourful mist in it. Their colours looked mixed and ran into each other. He shook it, and it glowed. I did not know what the gadget was. The fact that it looked like glass took it away from the fidget category.

Koji opened his eyes. His head felt really heavy and dizzy. He saw his surrounding went devastated. He tried to take his glasses which were dropped near him. “This is bad, he took Rian away.” Koji sighed. He got up and he saw something strange on his glasses. Why were his glasses glowing red? As he remembered, he never changed the frame. He took them and a red little girl came out from the lens out of the blue. Koji was captivated seeing that girl who stared at him in wonder.

Kids don’t always understand why their parents have so little patience. I take my glasses off my eyes and clean the lenses with a special wipe. It is not that I cannot see without them, I just cannot see very far without them. I place them back on my eyes and as the view comes into focus, I can see one of the men at the table staring intently at me.

She pushed the sunglasses up her straight nose and adjusted her straw hat on her wind-blown hair. "You're up too early," Avery said as she ran up into the gazebo towards me. I opened my arms and welcomed her into my embrace. Avery hurled herself at me, and I stumbled back. She just forgot her newfound strength again. We collapsed onto a loveseat together, buried ourselves in the soft pillows. She giggled and took off her straw hat, letting her dark brown hair flow over her slender shoulders. I took her sunglasses off and gazed into her bright violet eyes. They sparkled and danced like precious gems.

“Maya's pov I grab the work-up plan, and the saline solution to replace his vitreous humor. “You see this?” I ask, dangling the solution in the air. “I was supposed to replace it with the white gel in your eye and make you see in your left eye.”

Are you saying it's yours? Evan shrugged. "Unfortunately, yes. It's mine." James instinctively shook his head in disbelief. Staring at me, he begged, "Mel, tell me he's lying. He's not telling the truth, is he? Say something!" I looked down at him coldly. My voice was devoid of any warmth. "James, two days ago, you and Sally were fooling around in the car and left behind a used condom. I still have Sally's lost earring in my bag.

Fallon tore her eyes away for one second and when she looked back, the room was empty. Except for the faintest imprint on the glass wall. A smudge. Like fingers had pressed there from the other side. Watching. And on the glass behind him, faint as a breath, a reflection curved into the shape of an M.

It was as if time slowed down, allowing me to observe every detail. His dark hair fell softly over his forehead, accentuating the gentle lines of his face. The corners of his lips formed a slight smile, hinting at the pleasant dreams that danced through his subconscious. But it was his glasses that caught my attention the most. Balancing precariously on the bridge of his nose, the spectacles seemed to be on the verge of surrendering to gravity's pull. I watched as they teetered, on the brink of falling to the floor. Instinctively, I moved closer, my hand reaching out to secure them before they tumbled.

I smiled sheepishly, "Y-Yeah." Wrapping my lips around my curly, pink straw, I began to suck up the strawberry lemonade that was in the glass as I watched his eyes fogged over. Gulping down the pink liquid until I wasn't thirsty, I placed my glass back down and returned my attention back to my food.