Today on Microdosing our prompt is EYES!
Write a story in 90 words!
Don’t forget to tag me if you follow along with the challenge.
A pair of eyes glimmered in my closet. They were always there, watching me sleep. I was scared at first, as any child would be, but that's all they did. They just watched.
It wasn't just the closet; if I was out late at night, I could see them following, always watching.
They watched me get bullied, they watched my heart get broken, they watched me grow up.
After years, a sense of safety replaced the fears. Whatever they were, they were the only constant in my life—my personal ghoul.
I forgot to post this from the Grateful Dead song Eyes of the World, the last verse followed by the chorus. It's 91 words. A YouTube link to a live version from '77 is at the bottom.
Sometimes we live no particular way but our own
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqK9KCKqacs
oooooo I love this so much!