Haunted eyes

by Rosindee   May 5, 2008


Ever science I've hurt that the
eyes are the path way to the soul
I try to make less eye contact with people.
One day I was confronted about it
They asked my why I never make eye contact with people
I told them that i did'nt like people looking into my eyes
They did'nt say anything, they just walked away.
One day
I was walking down the street
Doing it the same way as I always did
Head phones blaring,
Hood on,
Hands in my pocket,
And looking down.
All of a sudden
I had an urge to look up.
When I did, I made eye contact
With this boy who was the same as me
Head phones blaring,
Hood on,
Hands in his pocket
And looking down.
But his eyes scared me.
I have never seen eyes like this.
So blank,
No life,
Nothing,
I noticed a tear falling down his cheek.
That knight I could'nt sleep,
I needed to know who he was,
And what was wrong,
and why he was crying!
So the next day I found him
I asked him what was wrong
He told me that it was my eyes and when I looked it him
He saw the pain and suffering I've gone through
He said that he was scared of my eyes.

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