What Do You Wish For With Those Murky Eyes Novels & Stories

A small gasp escaped my lips when I sighted something move really fast in the sky. Oh my God! It's a shooting star! I stared at it in awe, it was so beautiful. 'Make a wish' Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath. "I-I wish.. i would finally be happy for once in my life." Opening my eyes, I watched as the star moved pass me. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling like things are going to be okay for me. I would finally be happy.

My vision is blurred through my tears of frustration but at this point, even I know there’s no hope. But I don’t move, feeling helpless and lost. For the first time in a very long time, I feel my eyes fill up. I don’t want to stay here. I want to go back. I want my Dad. I want my Dad back. I want things to make sense again when he was there. My hands are trembling, and my throat constricts with grief and raw emotion. This place frightens me.

Those green eyes looked turned off almost like the color of the forest after one hell of a rain. I heard the soft breaths she took as her eyes stayed connected with the sky, "Do you think wishing upon a star is a true thing?" My eyebrows pulled together at her weird question but I played along nevertheless, "What would you wish for?" Her gaze didn't waver, "A different life." She said, her voice a mere whisper.

I close my eyes and make my wish, blowing out my candle. When I open my eyes, I see he has done the same. “What did you wish for?” he asks “If I tell you, it won’t come true.” He smiles at me. “But I know it is going to come true. I wished more than anything for you to walk again.” He cries and laughs at me. “I wished for you to get over the events of our past. So, you can have a happy future.”

THIS IS THE PRICE FOR LOVING, THE END OF THAT SWEET FEELING, AND THE REALITY OF YOUR STUPIDITY. Hearing both of their laughs as it is all nothing to her, as she feels like she could not feel anything anymore. She whispers the words that no one heard. A cry from her heart, and a slowly and somehow a hidden word that her lips said. “I---” “Wish. Just a wish, that one thing.” She remembered. Words that brought nothing, but the end of happiness and pain in exchange for the sweet fleeting emotion. Where then it all echoes and back. “Can I have one wish? Just one? And if you will ask me if I could have that wish. What do you think will I wish for?”

"Your heart will be mine sooner or later." His fingers swam around her waist and covered her left chest, just like holding her heart. Her long and dense eyelashes flickered, and a glimmer of light flashed through her eyes like a meteor. She suddenly knew what wishes she wanted to make. If she could not escape from his palm, then... "Well, now I solemnly want to make a wish. Don't interrupt me." As she spoke, she closed her eyes again in a serious manner.

I breathe deeply, filling my lungs with this intoxicating mixture, and feel something inside me uncoil in response. My heterochromatic eyes adjust differently to the darkness—my brown eye seeing the physical world of trees and earth, my amber eye perceiving the magical currents that flow through everything here. It creates a disorienting double vision, a world layered upon itself. Through my amber eye, I see the ward's energy as a distant shimmer, like heat rising from summer pavement, creating a dome over the entire Hidden Bowl.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

He made a big dot again. 7. I want my first kiss to take place under the rain shower with my beloved one. Steve crouches his head and scratches his neck after reading to ambiguous wish. On one side he felt excited after reading the seventh wish another side felt sad inside his heart. “I can’t do anything in this, she has to manage herself.” He mumbles to himself and didn’t make any mark in front of the seventh wish. 8. I want to learn to paint and want to make my mom’s portrait, which is always in my heart.

That day. How can I leave all those memories of that moment behind? I cannot. I do not want to. Just like him. “I am carrying that one too.” I say. “Does that mean that it meant something to you?” He asks. You should see the hope and desperation in his eyes. I never liked the word miserable, but I like how it displays itself in his eyes. It gives them a look that would thaw anyone.