Cats Eye

Cats Eye

A Story by Kathryn Smith

Next month it will have been 7 years since my life changed.

Since the car crash.

And I'm still paranoid about my eye.

The airbag damaged my right eye so badly that I have a fake eye lens now.

It damaged my eye so that it now looks like a cat's eye.

And when the light hits it - I look like a freak.

I'm tired.

I'm tired of that insecurity constantly ringing in my head.

If someone is looking at me.

I automatically think they're noticing my eye.

If someone is talking to me ; I cant look them in the eye for very long.

Some pictures get ruined because you can see the difference.

If I am meeting someone new, I automatically assume they are judging me.

And that is so sad.

Why did this have to happen?

I'm proud of my battle scars.

And I know I am lucky.

But I'm exhausted of cowering away because there is something wrong.

And the glaucoma I have?

It is slowly making me go blind.

What will become of me?

My vision?

My eye?

Will I ever get over the hurdles of this in secureness?

This feeling of being ugly.

I wish one day

That I could wake up

and be okay with it.

I wish that I could talk to my parents about it without being criticized and yelled at.

I wish that they would listen.

But more than anything - I wish people were kinder.

© 2017 Kathryn Smith

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I've always loved cats - for their independence...

Posted 7 Months Ago

People are paying hundreds to look different - having their eyeballs tattooed no less.
You're style is a bit like a modern day John Walton (TV reference there) in that it engages the reader and leads them gently from one line to the other.
Who knows what technology will have for you by the time some of these things you worry about have come about? There's always hope Kat.
God Bless

Posted 7 Months Ago

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Added on November 6, 2017
Last Updated on November 6, 2017