Why Does My Eye Feel Bruised When I Blink Novels & Stories

ALTHEA My eyelids feel like stone. Heavy. Aching. Every time I try to lift them, they drop back down. But then, finally, I manage. Light floods in, too bright and too white. I wince, blinking fast, my dry eyes adjusting slowly to the glow. Everything is clean. Too clean. Pristine white walls. Pale curtains fluttering slightly from the breeze coming through a half-open window. The sharp smell of disinfectant tickles my nose.

I take a shower, hoping to rinse him off, but even if the smell completely dissipates, I will not be able to restore my body to the way it was before he touched me. Getting out of the shower, I wrap a towel around myself and look at my face in the mirror. I have a faint bruise on my forehead, but otherwise, I look about the same as I always do. Except for my eyes. I can see the sadness within them, their lack of life and vibrancy. I have bags beginning to form as well from lack of sleep, and my eyeballs are red from all of the crying I did the night before.

the doctor warned. " What's wrong with her eyes?” My mom asked. “It seems that the impact to her face caused a severe trauma to her optic nerves, leading to temporary blindness. It appears there is significant pressure or injury around the eye area, which resulted in the redness you see—this could be due to broken blood vessels or internal bleeding." He said and I turned to look at Lilly's red eyes. “The redness could subside in due time, but the blindness may take some time to recover from—"

At the same time, he prevented me from looking at Sylvia. I shoved Marcus away angrily before using all of my strength to backhand him. As a result, one of Marcus' cheeks became red and swollen in an instant.

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

‘Why is it that we only believe the negative things people say about us?’ Amber's P.O.V My eyes slowly flutter open as the sunlight filling the room completely burns my eyes. I immediately squeeze my eyes back shut before throwing the covers surrounding me over my head. There's a throbbing sensation within my noggin causing me to groan out as my brain feels as though it's hitting against my skull. I slowly bring my right hand up to my forehead, feeling the warm temperature and sweat beads surrounding the edges.

Allyssa went to the bathroom to wash her face, her spirits turned a bit better than before, "I don't know either, the teacher said that your son made the first move, and pushed him when he clearly couldn't take it anymore, and in the end, he bumped into the green zone, bringing Musung in. "It's normal for the two children to be hurt while pushing each other. I just asked my colleagues who were involved in the operation. He need a operation for tear gland and can’t cry within 3 months.You need to rest well. " "Is the child's vision affected?" Allyssa said anxiously.

"I have a lot of unfinished work because of my leg injury, so once I'm finished, let's go to the restaurant." I nodded and lay down on the couch. Tyler put a blanket over me and sat down at his desk to finish his work. I drifted off to sleep as I looked at him working seriously. Tyler shook me whispering "Babe, wake up… Wake up…" I rubbed my eyes as I sat up straight on the couch. He stopped my hand from rubbing my eyes and said, "Don't rub it. It will damage the cornea." "What?" "If you rub your eyes hard, It breaks blood vessels or, worse, leads to dark circles or black eyes."

At the same time, a feeling of lethargy crept over me. I felt very weak and I did not want to make an effort to know what was wrong with me. Opening my eyes felt like too much effort. I gritted my teeth and forced them open. They drooped because it felt like steel pennies were glued to them. I blinked again and again. I tried to raise my hand to wipe my eyes but it didn't move. I tried again but my efforts were only rewarded by a sharp pain in the area of my wrist.

Megra I stare at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognising the woman staring back. My right eye is swollen shut, a hideous purple-black hue spreading around it. The pain is relentless, throbbing with every heartbeat. I dab makeup over the bruised skin, but the dark discoloration is impossible to fully cover. Each touch is a reminder of Conor's latest outburst—a fresh wave of anger and hatred rising within me.