I opened my eyes. My head lifted off the pillow and checked the time. 3am. Thank God. I rolled over and buried my head in the pillow with my eyes closed. My eyes blinked still closed. And then I saw them. I saw the eyes I hadn't thought of since I was little. This time they were a deep green. I blinked again and they were gone. I tried vigorously to get them back but I knew that was my only chance of the night. I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes tighter. And I fell asleep again.
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The Boy With Diamond Eyes
FantasiaEvery month I see them. The eyes. Always a different color. I only see them once or twice but when I was younger I saw them once a week. They are the reason I have a love of eyes.
