Eye color

happening whether I like it or not, I just have to accept it. The government is awful and controls just about everything and anything anyone does around here. I am the small unfortunate minority of the population that has blue eyes. Around here, if you're born with blue eyes, once you turn seventeen you are killed. It's as simple as that. There's no negotiating if you can live or not it's just the way the government works unless you have heterochromia iridis in which you can attempt to change the

paintings decorated the walls of our apartment and paint bottles were scattered around the ground, as if hastily tossed aside while my mother was in search for the right color. The long, thin frame of the wooden easel matched my mother’s slender figure, as her arm moved gracefully across the blank white canvas, filling in patches with color. I stared at the movements of my mother’s paintbrush in wonder, in awe of the beauty such a seemingly insignificant bristle could create. My mother seemed so happy

to them is that the eye color. Everyone thinks brown eyes, blue eyes or brown eyes dominate to blue eyes and that is the way that we always teach it. If you have two blue-eyed parents you shouldn’t have a brown eyed child and if you do then somebody did something wrong. The clue, who’s my daddy come up. Well, that is not true, there are a minimum of three sets of genes that control eye color and what’s more is that even if you have the dominate alleles for brown eye color, they can get shut

for her because she has no real friend. Her imaginary friend represents an escape from reality as the researcher thinks. The researcher shows that Pecola wants a person who will pay attention while she talks about her new blue eyes. Her imagination that she obtains blue eyes recompense the horrible memory of the events in her life. This well-made plot exists from

different skin color than people with same skin color. Through history, much of prejudice talk revolves around race and ethnicity. Now in today’s modern society, there is prejudice against sexual orientation,

The sun was shining down on my face as I laid in the hammock asleep. Inside my house was quiet, it was just me. “Will,” someone called, “Are you home?” I open my eyes slowly and stand up walking towards the backdoor. I hear two familiar voices and instantly know who they are. “Will, we have food!” a younger girl yells. It’s my sister, Lydia. I walk inside and see my sister and my best friend, Isabelle. I look at her, as she stands there looking through the bag of food her and Lydia have brought

If I could choose a color to describe the way I felt on December 18th, it would be blue. That’s all. It says enough for me, and if you knew the story, you’d understand. You see, I didn’t choose blue because of what it meant or what feeling the color gave off, no. My eyes are blue, my favorite color is blue. Her eyes were blue. Her favorite color was blue. It’s kind of painful to look in the mirror and see those delicate light blue almond-shaped eyes staring back at me and blinking slowly. They seem

face was all written with fear starting from his trembling lip, to his wide grey eyes "Get out Flower! Now!" He shouted Aura looked at Charlie , with an annoyed look onto her face "You don't have to shout, we are the only two that can see and hear you. You are dead after all" "What's happening?" Lyndon voice rushed out. I forgot

On any single day, people come across an array of different eye-colors. Some of the most common known eye colors include brown, blue, green, and hazel pigments. But there are plenty of “in-between” colors that are often overlooked. For example, individuals with blue eyes might express light blue pigment in the iris of their eyes, while others might express dark blue pigment. It is interesting how eye-color can change as an individual ages. Some of the questions that will be addressed in this paper

I felt the prick of the needle. I felt the cold operating table. I saw cold face of a man in a white coat. I found out that although I escaped death, I was welcomed to a much worse fate. I soon found out his name was Josef Mengele. Many medical experiments are done in the name of science however, the horrific procedures performed by Dr. Josef Mengele can hardly be considered scientific. Through examining the genetic experiments, military experiments, and anatomical capacities of the human body, it