Poked Eye Blood Spot Novels & Stories

His face was purple from lack of air and his eyes were wide with terror and his mouth was open in a silent scream that I wanted to hear but could not because I was choking the sound out of him. I raised my other hand and dapped my index finger into his left eye socket, digging deep, pushing past the resistance of flesh and muscle, pulling out his eyeball. The flesh was warm and soft and wet in my fingers, and I watched as the empty socket filled with blood that streamed down his cheek and dripped onto his chest, mixing with the blood from his other wounds.

Kayson finally stopped and breathed deeply only after all 13 needles were poked into Gerald’s back. A small lump the size of a thumb protruded on Gerald’s back like it was about to break out of his skin. Kayson poked through the lump, and black-colored blood flowed out. The consistency of the fluid was sticky and felt like engine oil. At this time, Gerald spat out a mouthful of black-colored blood too. He then fainted. “Grandpa!” Rose ran up to support Gerald and worriedly asked, “Dr. Yarde, how is my grandfather?”

Then it aggressively flips the car upside down, producing a head-shaking thud. Both Davide and I gasp in pain. When I inch my eyes open, my vision is blurred and one of my eyes is stinged with something oozy and sticky. Weakly, I lift my hand to my brow near that eye. I jolt in pain when my fingertips prod my brow. Without the need to see what my fingertips felt while prodding my brow, I know then that the oozy, sticky, painful and rusty-smelling liquid is my blood.

"Seriously? He went to Joselton, not Cloudsville. They've got parasites there?" I said, "Parasites can be anywhere." That made him sit up. He immediately started rolling his eyes around, asking me to check his too. I chuckled. "Come on. Of course—" And then I froze. Right beneath his pupil, a thin gray line ran straight across the whites of his eye.

A bone poked out at the arm’s joint, with blood streaming down. “What?”

I just saw that a golden color came out of Elijah's body and it enveloped me. But, even if he did that the pain was not relieved. Suddenly I was shocked when I felt like there was an obstruction in my eye that was a bit painful and my vision turned red. Even though my head hurt, I was able to rub my eyes and was shocked by what I was seeing. I have blood on my hand. That blood came from my eyes. My eyes are bleeding. I can see how scared Elijah is. He tried to pick me up to take me out of the pyramid but suddenly my body sank into the floor creating a big groove around it.

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

God, help me! This time without closing her eyes she pricked her finger and immediately she could see her blood. Happily, she picked her pipette to collect the blood. It took her a minute to realize that she had not done a bold prick and the blood was coming from three different spots on the same part of the finger. Instead of blood coming because of one bold prick like Nazia, Ria was getting blood because of three different pricks she had done.

I stare at the blood, assessing the amount and the color, unable to move to flush it down the drain. My pee looks almost orange. A little bubbly, too. Why? Should I take a picture? Okay. It's nothing too alarming. No need to panic. This is common. Right? Especially in the first trimester. Is it UTI? And it's not a lot of blood. It's just minor bleeding. It's pretty normal. It's gonna go away. It should. I'm okay. A little spotting is common. I've been reading about EPLs. Miscarriages. Other fertility and pregnancy issues. And I'm sure this isn't anything to panic about.

I desired to see but my eyes couldn't comply with my wishes as what I saw was unexpectedly blurry. The strange effect suddenly phased off as I gazed at the reflection of myself in the mirror. I drove my right fingers through my hair and I watched this with my half opened eyes. When I was aware that I saw a thick goo flowing down from my nostrils and reaching for medial cleft, my eyes suddenly widened up. I was unaware of such situation and I had no idea of what this was. I touched it with my index finger and realised that it was blood.