IkigeaCoffeeCreator

A wanderer skips through the shadowed wood,

Laughing light, where the tall dark trees stood.

Echoes play, a mimic in the air,

Calling back with a teasing dare.“Hello!” they shout, and the echo sings,

Louder now, with the joy it brings.

But suddenly quiet, the echoes fade,

Whispered silence begins to invade.Quieter still, the echoes cease—

The woods grow heavy, devoid of peace.

A trembling voice breaks the spell:

“Hello?” it calls, into the dell.A breath, a chill, a whisper near,

Soft and close, right in the ear:

“Hello...” a voice not theirs to make,

Stephen King

-@ikigeacoffeecreator

So yesterday, me and my older sibling were chilling, watching funny reals on our phones and doing filters. I decided to try the wide eye challenge where you widen your eye up close in the camera, close it and relax it then let everyone guess your story. I showed my sibling and said 'I look dead lol' but they surprised me and changed my entire day. they said "I see tired, but I also see gentleness, patients, kindness and apathy. I'm a very good person reader" and they are. My eyes are just a regular hazel green, nothing special. but i spent almost an hour watching the video of my own eye and for the first time, I actually paid attention to them. I'm usually more focused on my hair or eye browns so I never really looked at my own eyes. I've learned to love my eyes more than anything about myself now.