Personal Narrative

her hair by now plastered to the side of her face. As she reached the

I wished he had a pair. At first glance, his eyes looked like anyone else’s eyes. But if you looked close, there was something different about them. Too much white in the iris, for one thing, and the pupils seemed to move around in the sockets without his knowing it or being able to stop it. Creepy” (740).

“It is amazing to me that, despite the variety of beautiful contacts lenses that have been developed today, people will still come up to me and compliment my eyes, often asking if they are real. One memory that I have kept with me is of an old lady who was partially blind but when ever she’d see me, she’d grab my arms, peer right into my eyes and then a big smile would break out on her face and she’d say, “Blessed child. You have beautiful eyes!” The old lady – unfortunately I never learned her name, she was always Ma’am to me - was the sister of my close friend’s mother and had come to Canada from Lebanon to visit a friend. She’d walk around her block and my friend and I would often encounter her on our own excursions. I never really knew

She tried reaching out to his arm, but he pulled away, out of her reach, looking down before speaking up again.

She swallowed, licked her lips, then took a polite of water. Gwaine lay there with his arm covering his eyes, taking shallow breaths.

"No problem, V," Marcie said, nervously trying to wave the gratitude away, but failing to fight the pink creeping across her

No one could see her looking around with her eyes, since her mask kept them from sight. A warmer orange light reflecting off of the metal bits of her mask, giving two different

She bowed her head and nodded with tears in her eyes, showing her appreciation and

Leah Silverman’s “Lenses” tells the story of a young surgeon, Corinne, who is asked to replace the vivid eyes of a friend with two round, steel lenses. She finds herself in a difficult situation where she must decide whether or not to go through with the operation, risking ruining her friend’s depth and character. The overall message of the story is that the people are made as unique individuals. The story emphasizes how the eyes contribute to the individuality and beauty of a person, and the fact that nothing can replace them. This relates to the theme because as people try to fit into society, they start to change and become someone they are not. It is important to know the significance of being unique because it tells so much about our character and feelings. Also, though a person goes through a

Another girl appeared from behind Kyoko. She looked sloppier in appearance, with her uniform wrinkled and her hair sticking out from odd places. The girl gave Tsuna an accusing stare which made the boy

Aaron Williams-Mele was gifted a pair Enchroma Color for the Colorblind glasses for his birthday. The first time wearing his glasses at a beach in Norfolk, VA, was a tear-jerking experience for him. “Immediately after putting them on, Williams-Mele’s smile melts right off his face. His bewilderment is incredible to watch. His jaw trembles as he tries to find a way to explain what most people take for granted,” said Fletcher Babb, writer for the Ventura

Megan's eyes lit up with fire as she scolded me. herhand slowly went for the door and pulled it closed never taking her Green eyes off me until they were distorted by the glass. I turned around and walked out of the bathroom glad to be away from the humidity looked around at the boys standing in the hall way and smiled. "Well boys once Stan is done she is all yours for the night I expect her un hurt and home by eight in the morning." I threw the costumes

She calls the first student, a tall blonde girl who's actually good at this class. My eyes glance around the room, anything to distract me from the growing fear in my stomach of being called. My eyes find one of my best friends Luca, who I had to move away from earlier

“I’m so sorry I really didn’t, I mean I’m sorry for bumping into you.” The other person babbles uncontrollably and Tsukishima takes note of ashy hair and light eyes, all partially hidden behind an abnormally large scarf. The guy freezes as Tsukishima continues to look at him and he also takes note of the momentary terror that flashes though his eyes if only for a moment.

He looked at the blackened couch before returning to watch Akashi. Murasakibara walked forward, gently pushing Midorima aside and knelt beside Akashi. For once the giant had no treat in his hands.