Eyelashes Hurt When I Blink Novels & Stories

My eyes burned harshly as the light from the single bulb swaying carelessly above, invaded it. I winced in pain as the water seeped into my eyes, causing me to blink rapidly to wad the feeling. A stinging feeling rode up my arm as I flexed my wrist to try and rid myself from the entrapment. I rocked back and forth but the stinging sensation ravished my torso and my feet.

Elora’s POV I woke up to the pungent smell of what seemed to be a herbal medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing. I slowly got up and lifted my eyelids. I squinted in an attempt to sharpen the blurry image surrounding me. However, a sharp pain stung my eyeballs as soon as the light hit them. It felt as if my whole eyeballs were dried up. It gave me some discomfort making me blink a couple of times in an attempt to wet it with my tears. Unfortunately, it didn’t help so I ended up rubbing them. That was when I noticed that no matter what I do, my vision didn’t seem to enhance at all.

My hushed voice is hinted with pain. Her eyes look caring as if she can see my torture. "We gave her a sedative to sleep. She'll heal, but of course they'll be scars. Three of the lashes had to be stitched. They were so deep. Due to the silver, healing will be a few days." She paused. She put a hand on my arm. "I know this is hard. Don't let this affect you.......or her." She nods like she knows something she's not supposed to.

Annoyed, she couldn't resist rubbing it several times during her commute, but the twitching persisted, causing her discomfort. Upon arriving and parking the car, she instinctively raised her hand to soothe her irritated eyelid. However, James, a concerned colleague, stopped her. "If you keep rubbing it, you might make it worse," James advised with a worried tone. She frowned and grumbled, "It just won't stop twitching." "You shouldn't rub it anymore. Your eyes look a bit red already," James replied gently, sounding as if he were comforting a child. "Are you straining your eyes too much? Maybe take a good break at lunch," he suggested kindly.

There was a sudden chill on my lips, followed by a whiff of lemongrass scent running into my nostrils. My eyes widened. The moment I raised my eyes, I clearly felt my eyelids itchy, as if being gently swept by some small brush. I took a closer look and what was in front of me were thick eyelashes. I suddenly understood what was blocking my mouth and who was emitting the scent that kept invading me. My brain was instantly emptied, like a computer suddenly unplugged and the monitor went dark. I could only mechanically reflect the image of what was in front of me. It was two thin eyelashes, like the thin feathers of a butterfly cut off, and like a long spider's legs poking out of a swamp, the e

Skylar At first, I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or floating somewhere in between. My eyelids felt too heavy, and every time I tried to open them, a burning ache pulled me back into the dark. But after what felt like forever, I forced my lashes apart. White.

My eyelashes fluttered repeatedly until my eyes opened. Almost immediately, they felt a throbbing pain which caused them to close shut. After a minute, I decided to try again. I slowly opened my eyes, giving them time to adjust to the insanely bright light that poked at them. The vast whiteness started to slowly clear up as I continued to blink. One muscle at a time, I started to regain control over my body. By the time I had gone around all six hundred of them, they simultaneously ached in the most painful way I had ever felt.

I dropped the knife in my hands and dabbed at my eyes with the edge of the apron, squinting and blinking rapidly to reduce the burning sensation in my eyes. "Are you okay?" Adrian asked, concern lacing his tone. "No. I am not okay." I whined as the burning sensation in my eyes did not seem to be receding. "What's wrong?" he asked again. "My eyes are burning. They sting!" I whined, blinking my eyes rapidly again. "That's normal while cutting onions." he said. "I saw that in a documentary once. What do I do about my eyes? They're hurting seriously." "Just calm down. It will stop stinging you after a while. Don't rub on your eyes too much, or they'll bruise." Adrian said, wrapping his fingers a

I told him and smiled a little bit. He nodded his head and said with hesitation," Actually, I wanted to tell you something. But, I am not finding enough courage to say it." " What is it? Tell me," I asked curiously. He opened his mouth to say something but couldn't utter any words as I screamed loudly. " Uh!! Something went into my right eye," I said blinking my eyes repeatedly as it's hurting. He held me tightly and said worriedly," Let me check." Saying that he took out my eyelash and blew some air in my eye to soothe the irritation.

ARTEMISIA “You need to obey me for once and stay out of trouble.” Sin rasped. “But I did nothing wrong,” I mumbled, eyeing him. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing as he glared at me. He didn't look angry to me, rather he was cute. His lashes were ridiculously long for a man. Most women I knew had falsies on, whereas Sin had them in abundance. I was among the women that had scanty lashes, but I don't like using artificial ones. I'd rather use mascara than burden myself with it.