I screamed, and looked at the attacker.
The only thing I could make out of the figure was that it was a male with piercing golden eyes hiding behind a pair of spectacles.
"I'm going to make those sickening green eyes into nothing but a patch of thorns." The man said. I thought he was kidding but what I didn't know, he really meant what he said.
I dared to look him in the eyes. Then he took out two very long syringes.
The man kicked my side and I was screeching in pain the whole trip off of the bed. I hesitantly looked him in the eyes again.
Once again he kicked me. I let out another scream. The attacker stomped on my stomach and leaned down.
By now there was a pool of my tears underneath me.
The attacker lined a syringe on both of my eyes. When he got the two syringes lined up with the irises of my eyes he stabbed my eyes with them.
I let out a shriek of agony as I felt a burning pain in my eyes that felt like someone was pouring lava into my eyes.
The man walked out of my room. How I saw him leave, I don't know.
Somehow I had the strength to crawl to the bathroom to take a look of what he did to my leaf green eyes.
Once I climbed onto the bathroom counter i gaped at my reflection.
The last thing I saw before blacking out was a pair of thorn filled eyes staring back at me.
