Your World As I See It Novels & Stories

I asked, folding my arms. "I asked Diokles to leave. Please, if I saw him as Lord Zeus every day, I'd be unable to keep a straight face." she chuckled softly and walked over, sitting at the table. She placed whatever was wrapped up gently on the table. "A bit of philosophy first, I suppose. Many say that the world is seen through a filter of who we are, what we believe, and what we are," she said. "But what if the world around us controls those things? If the world sees someone as a monster, a murderer, a danger to all... Does that person have the same lens to the world as they would if the world didn't view that person like that?" she asked.

Eve's pov I inhaled happily watching the jungle passed by. The greenery is so green it looks almost dark. I smiled looking at the birds chirping on the branch. I smiled after a very long time, I smiled. you deserve to cry in this hell for the rest of your life. I inhaled sharply remembering the words from the monster of my past. But it's going to be there, in my past. I'm never going to be there again. Never going to let anyone make me feel those pain again.

I said at last. “You don’t know what you’re asking, kitten,” he said at last, his tone velvet and steel all at once. “That world isn’t kind. It isn’t pretty. Greedy Men and women walk in with pride and sometimes walk out with nothing. And some… never walk out at all.” I held his gaze, refusing to flinch. “Then I want to see it. I want to see your world.”

“I close my eyes and I can see The world that's waiting up for me That I call my own Through the dark, through the door Through where no one's been before But it feels like home They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy They can say, they can say I've lost my mind I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy We can live in a world that we design 'Cause every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it's gonna take A million dreams for the world we're gonna make There's a house we can build Every room inside is filled

he shouted, his voice cracking. I looked at the blue screen, and for the first time, I didn't see a computer. I didn't see a "system." I saw the atoms of the world. I saw the tiny, vibrating strings of energy that made up the air, the light, and even the man standing in front of me. To him, the world was a code to be managed. To me, it was a song that I could rewrite. "You're not Rowan," I whispered, my voice sounding like the hum of a thousand bees.

My mind is spacing out and it feels like it is in another world of nowhere. I can hear some beats from the music I am listening but I can not figure out what is the song. I can feel that my eyes are slowly closing. I am trying ny best not to fall asleep but it looks like my eyes already decided that they are going to sleep and shut. I feel myself travelling in the world of peace. - Miss Fatima's POV "Hello? PO2 Lopez?" I said after I answer his call.

An all-white world, Lilith looked around uneasily. "Nah, can you hear me?" The empty, silent voice came from nowhere "Who are you? And where is this place?" Lilith asked suspiciously "Finally I can hear you ah, this is your inner world and I am your power" said the mesmerizing voice "Power?" Lilith was still confused

"And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am" I kissed the top of his head as he began to calm down and lifted his chin up so our eyes locked and smiled down at him wiping the tears away before placing a tender kiss on his lips making him smile as tears contours to roll down his face "And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken

Yet she didnt look away nor did she move away. Damn, Her eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful and talkative, that she almost doesn't need words to describe what she wants to say-her eyes are enough. I can look into her for a lifetime and still wont feel enough, because she has a lot of stories hidden in her eyes that I need to read. She has captured a lot of pictures inside her eyes that I need to see and adore but not from my eyes but from her eyes. Yes, I want to see this world from her eyes, from her point of view, from her shoes. I want to know how she sees this world. I want to know if this world is same as i see or is it any different from her eyes ? i want to know if the Red is same Red as

I need to forget about my world for a few hours. After some time, I feel eyes on me. I am so sure I am alone. I turn to look around, but I see no one. Then I am hit, and the world goes black.