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Warning this a girl x girl bit so if ya don't like don't read. but if you do please enjoy i feel like this is so bad T.T but oh well.

"Eww look at her eyes isn't that creepy" a prissy girl all in pink whispered aloud with pure disgust.

"Can she even see out of the eyes" her friend said in the same tone of voice.

The girls whispered loud enough for me along with the rest of the people in the classroom to hear clearly, the other people in the classroom all tried to discretely look at my eyes but nobody was very good at it. Nobody looks me directly in the eyes. My left eye is white like clouded Crystal and my right eye is red as rubies; I personally loved my eyes it was almost as if some tried to make pink but just forgot to mix the colours although now my face was red from people looking at me as we entered a dark tunnel. I obverted my eyes from the room and when to look out the window and turned my gaze to stare at the distant ground outside the window. I didn't take in what I was actually seeing but my mind was drowning in my own anger, sadness and hated of my unnatural eyes that I normally love. Most of the time I wore a medical eye patch over my red eye and pretend that I'm blind but that wasn't good enough; it doesn't work half the time.

"I don't like it, not at all" A male voice seemed to call out amongst the chatter.

"I agree they don't look right especially when she looks at you." A second said with pure rejection.

"As we all agree that we all don't like her eyes let's just say away." A third agreed.

The boy's conversation was loud and everyone surrounding them was nodding in agreement. I was in the far back corner of the classroom just eating through my lunch trying not to cry, everyone else was crowned by the windows with the boys agreeing with what they had said.

Finely at home was quite, I am always the only one there my mum and dad moved to a different house but still come to visit me. My mum visits me more than my dad because he thinks I'm possessed or something and will try to kill me if I look at him weirdly but my mum see it as I'm there only child and my eyes are just a bad mix up in genes and has a nicer way of seeing things like my left eye is blessed by an angle and my right eye is cured by the devil and the angle had saved me but unfortunately left a mark; I always loved this story and this story is the reason why I love my eyes, I love the angel who saved me and I love and hate the devil who started this but they will both have a place in my empty hear.

I like mum's ways of thinking but see tells me to not look at her in the eyes but I'm allowed to look at her at least but I'm still thankful to her. Today mum was home I saw her shoes by the door I walked in to the kitchen and she was sat there reading leaflets about a school but I couldn't see the name of it.

"Hello mum" I slightly mumbled while looking that the space above her head.

Hello darling how are you" she spoke calmly and with a gentle smile and that caught me off guard.
"Good thank you. You?" I reply politely, really how else was I meant to reply, somethings up.

"Yeah I'm good" she still spoke in a cheerful voice; yep she was up to something.

"Mum can I ask a question" I ask rather nervously.

"Yeah sure you can" she says the same tone I think to myself this is unusual for her to be this cheerful talking to me, what's going on?

"What are you looking at?" I tried to remain calm while speaking.

"Just some different schools you might want to think about moving to, since I know how people react to unique eyes" she said kindly, while looking at me.