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.Â
It wasn't just the closet; if I was out late at night, I could see them following, always watching.Â
They watched me get bullied, they watched my heart get broken, they watched me grow up.Â
After years, a sense of safety replaced the fears. Whatever they were, they were the only constant in my life—my personal ghoul.
Heshie’s eyesight was for shit these days. His last job he wasted four bullets before putting the guy down. He almost clipped a Tesla pulling into the DMV.
At the renewal counter, Brenda prepared to give the old guy a hard time just because. Then Heshie bore a hole through her with his best exterminator stare. Brenda quickly decided to waive the eye test and save the ball busting for the next guy.
Heshie did not view himself as the kind of guy who wore glasses on his license picture.
It was going to cost extra for color. That much I knew. What I didn't know is that Chroma Eyes weren't a one-time purchase but rather a subscription service you had to keep for the rest of your life--or at least for the lifetime of your new mechanical eyes.
They don't tell you this until after the surgery, until after you're equipped with the eyes fabled to "never fail."
I can't afford another subscription. I already have so many.
Thankfully there's a free version of color vision available. With ads.