SHORT STORIES

SHORT STORIES

The Blue Eye

It’s there again tonight. I try to ignore it, but it shines so bright in the darkness of the night as I lie in bed with my head on the pillow trying to fall asleep. The first night it appeared, I thought maybe it was a blue light from one of the many electronic devices in our bedroom, but then I remembered that my husband likes the room completely dark. He even put blackout curtains up so that there wouldn’t be any light coming in from outside through the window. No, there’s no mistaking it. There’s a shining bright blue eye floating right above my dresser.