A year ago you could look into his eyes and you would see life. Now there is no more life in them or him anymore. His life ended when his sight left him. Poor lifeless him.
They tell him they can still see the life in his eyes, but he knows they lie. He hates it when they lie to him. The truth is that they are happy that they can't see the life in his eyes anymore.
He cannot blame them, he was always jealous of his own eyes too. He was never noticed for the life inside his, only his eyes. He wouldn't even smile because who would notice when they all only look into his eyes. He was the one that had to live with them. They just couldn't anymore.
They blinded him, so he burned them.
No one knows who "they'' are. "They" could be everyone that was jealous of his eyes and wanted to take that away from him. "They" could be the people who didn't want to see the life in his eyes anymore. Or ''they'' could be something no one would have ever thought of... his own eyes.
All anyone knows is that you can no longer see life in his now cold, dead, lifeless eyes. And one other thing, he now smiles.
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Little Horrors
Short StoryEach chapter will have a different story. Some might be as short as a paragraph, some as long as a couple or more pages. A lot of the stories can be very violent and/or descriptive. Or just down right creepy to some. You should know that non of thes...
