Eye Glass Straw Novels & Stories

It арреаrеd ѕhе nо real sense оf ѕtуlе, ѕо unlike Lаurа mу frіеnd Dаvіd'ѕ wife, or Sаmаnthа. Blаnсhе wore glasses. The frames оf hеr eyeglasses mаdе оf black plastic. Thеу were brоkеn аt thе brіdgе, then аmаtеurіѕhlу gluеd bасk tоgеthеr Thеу wеrе too large аnd thе wrong ѕtуlе fоr her рrеttу heart shaped fасе.

“Don’t you remember what happened last time?” I look down my nose at the glass. The hemoglobin molecule is on the rim of the glass, pushing against the tip of my nose, preventing me from drinking the champagne. My nose pushes up to look like a pig's nose from the pressure. I jump back with a gasp and give it a stunned look, then turn my gaze to Amy and Estelle. Do they see it? When I look back at the glass, the miniature figure is gone. “Is everything okay, Zara?” Estelle looks at me with concern. Clearly, didn’t the red spot on the glass or they would freak out?

"Oooh! That is a lot of blood." "Well, yes! I just wanted to get a strap of your hair, then run down on some test." She lamented bitterly, but what seemed funnily odd was how she didn't even stand straight all through she was with me. Her eyes shone so bright, they dared to ignite the same spark as the sizzling big star above, and although blood had already decorated her face well enough, but it still had traces of freckles surrounding under her eyes and round her small pointed nose. A big glasses that were probably directed for professional use, circled her eyes but were transparent enough for one to still get dazzled and lost in her eyes. It was a strange feeling, but still, a sweet one.

My eyes watered immediately, hot tears spilling down my cheeks as they adjusted to the plastic. Finally, the blur faded and the room snapped into sharp, crystalline focus. I stared at the stranger in the mirror. Scott was right. I looked vastly better without those stupid glasses obscuring my face. But looking closer, my ginger hair looked completely faded, washed out and entirely out of place against my new surroundings.

A strange, grey mist swirled inside the glass like a trapped storm. The rest of the room was a nightmare of strange objects. There were shelves packed with glass jars of dried plants and liquids that glowed in the low light. White candles stood everywhere, their wax dripping like tears. I saw decks of cards, old mirrors, and an Ouija board leaning against a pile of dusty books.

It hurt when she pressed down. “I need you to open your eyes. I need to see if there is any serious damage to your eyes.” She took a deep breath, and slowly opened her eyes. The light was still bright, but her eyes quickly adjusted. The doctor flashed the light into her eyes, she blinked. “Follow the light please, Ms. Hewsen.” He said moving the light from one side to the next/ She followed the light with her eyes, “Call me Jade.” She said closing her eyes. “My head hurts.”

Not hearing a single thing except for the two men talking and laughing, I gaze out the window with one eye swollen shut and the other just barely open. Everything looks fuzzy and it feels like I have dirt in my eye but at least I can still see something. So, when I turn my head and notice someone staring in the window, I secretly smile to myself and try to gesture that I need help. Thing is, it must be just a kid, because the next thing I know I hear a kid at the door asking for cans and bottles.

“Why are you so persistent? Do I look bad with my glasses on?” “Bad? Oh, Len, I don't think anybody could look as beautiful as you with any style you have,” I say as I sit up and put a strand of her wavy hair behind her ear. “But I see how you struggle with glasses and eye contacts. You can't deny that.” I have seen how eye contacts make her eyes watery and the way she struggles with putting on any 3D glasses if she has her glasses on. She can make her life easier, but her fear is preventing her.

Out spilled what looked to be dozens of tiny cameras, mostly made up of glass lenses and a black, rounded back, making the entire structure appear like a little ball. They looked like eyes to Lila. “It would be better if we had an EMP to blow out all the electronics in this space, but this is the best that I have done so far. I’m going to comb this place again, in case that I’ve missed anything,” Jasper announced, looking down at the collection that he had amassed.