Metal Eye

Keep calm

I wake up screaming. I have no clue what's going on. I try to open my eyes but I can't see anything. I try touching my eyes to find what's wrong and around my eyes I feel a bump it's in a line form. It feels like stitches.
"Hello" I hear a deep scratchy voice. "Im here to help" I hear him say. "Who are you.... Where am I... Where is my family... What is this!" I shout in a panicky voice.  "Don't worry you'll know very soon."
What does that mean, it doesn't make any sense, well none of this makes sense. I hear footsteps come closer and closer.
"Can you see anything yet."
I don't want to talk. especially to this strange man who probably has my family and for all I know myself in some type of prison.
"Do you want to ever see again. Answer me" he says extremely loud for the old scratchy voice he has.
"Not yet" I say softly. Slowly I start to get my vision back within at least a few days. When I woke up about a week later I see a mirror and a newspaper near my "bedside table". It's not really mine it's just a place that old man that takes care of me puts stuff. I pick up the newspaper. It's probably one from 6 years ago. I'm very curious so I look at the date. It's not 6 years in the past it's 6 years in the future! I pick up the mirror extremely fast. I'm 16! I think to myself. How could this happen. With herself looking completely different she didn't even realize til her second glance that her eye.... It wasn't her normal bright cheery green it wasn't really a eye color or an actual eye at all. The sclera wasn't white, it was more grey than anything. And the iris was such a dark brown it could be called black.