Paano Matanggal Ang Eyebags Na Itim Novels & Stories

I dropped the bags on the floor and plopped down on the bed before I gave way to the tears I thought had long dried. *** I don't know how long I've been inside, crying my eyes out like a baby. My eyes were red and puffy like that of a person with conjunctivitis. I looked hideous with the red rims around my eyes. I strode into the bathroom where I washed my face and rubbed oil under my eyes, to hide the puffiness. However, I know nothing can cover it. I decided to wash the oil off when I noticed it did nothing to help me. Instead, it made the red rims more prominent.

Maliban sa maliit na vial ng kanyang eye drop solution. Buong ingat niyang pinatakan ng tig-isa ang kanyang mga mata. Tatlong beses gawin ang ganito upang hindi matuyuan ng moisture ang mga iyon. After performing her nightly routine, muli siyang bumalik sa kama. She got rid of her outer garments. Puwede nang maging pantulog ang kanyang kamison. Humiga siya nang tuwid na tuwid habang nakatakip ng manipis na kumot ang kabuuan.

six months ago............ DAHAN-dahan kong imunulat ang aking mga mata. Kapagkuwa'y pinakatitigan ko ang puting kisame. Hanggang sa mapadako ang paningin ko sa dingding na kulay puti rin ang kulay. Nangunot pa ang aking noo matapos kong igalaw ang aking kamay at mapagtanto kong maraming tubo ang nakakabit saakin.

I splashed some against my face, sighing in relief. I looked back at the mirror at my reflection, asides the dark spots that was dotting the space below my eyes, I looked okay. My cheeks were rosy and smooth and my lips was more plumper. I peered closer at my eyes, zoning in on the dark bags underneath. Then it happened, it came like a flash but I saw it clearly. I gasped, taking a step back and blinked. What was that? Slowly, I moved towards the mirror again, peering closer. The flash of purple came again, more brighter than the first time and I gasped, but this time it was of pain.

"Mommy, my eyes are really itchy. Can we do it now? I can't bear it anymore. I shouldn't have cried." Feeling a rush of agitation at his discomfort, Lilian quickly nodded. "Sure, baby. Hold on." She reached into her purse, retrieving a small container. She then drew Ethan closer to herself and widened his eyes, applying a few drops of the liquid in the container onto them. Lilian paused as Ethan blinked his eyes severally, causing the gray contact lenses to fall from his eyes, revealing his enthralling hazel orbs.

Sluggishly, I donned myself in a suit pant and blazer. I let out a heavy breath as I looked in the mirror. Days like these, when you were drained of energy and had no care in the world, are the best days to go make-up free but I couldn't. My eye were swollen from crying all night. One look at my fave and everyone would be able to tell that I'd cried for a long while. I couldn't let Amie see me like this. I grabbed my concealer and smeared a large amount on my face until my eye bags dissapeared.

I could see the blood vessels engorging on the white of its eyeball, tiny splits appearing across the surface which began to seep blood, a violent burst of bloodied tears pouring down its face. 'Nooooooo, noooooooooo,' the Erelim wailed and, unable to withstand anymore, it released Ethan, clutching its distended eyeball as if to stop it from combusting and only to howl even louder as the swollen eye exploded against its palm. Cloudy, milk-sop liquid spilled from between its fingers. Screeching, it let go of the shelf completely, falling away, its body dropping like a dead weight to the landing below us.

to me. I still felt uneasy that night, so I decided to drive home. After I parked the car in the underground garage, I heaved a sigh of relief. Surely Lyra wouldn't be able to drive my car away now. That night, before I went to bed, I received a call from the hospital. "Miss Willow, your eye exam results are in." My eyes had been hurting and blurry for the past few days, so I went for a checkup. The doctor said, "Your corneas are severely detached, and your retinas are also damaged. You need to have your corneas removed."

I went to her room and I stayed with her until it was the morning. As soon as the sun was rising, I went to the bathroom, I washed my face and I made sure the eye bags weren’t there anymore. I have a product for it so I used it. Even if I was stressed out and sad, I laid out my hands by the sink and stared at the mirror.

It will take forever to comb these out. But I have to try. The alternative is having that cold-mannered woman come back and start ripping half of it out of the follicles. So, I find a brush in a drawer and start working on the ends, gently pulling as I work my way up. It’s a slow process, but it’s working. I catch sight of my eyes in the mirror. Blotches of bluish-purple form a half-circle underneath them, the skin hollowed out. The whites of my eyes are speckled with tiny red veins, and even the green irises seem faded.