I Expected Him To Run When He Saw My Eyes But He Turned Into A Rock

I was twenty-five when I lost my left eye. I’d gone to the village to see my grandparents with both eyes. I hadn’t seen them in years and was eager to meet them before Christmas.

On my first morning in the village, a neighbour went to the farm and brought a huge piece of wood and started chopping it to pieces. I was sitting next to my grandma, talking and watching what the neighbour was doing.

All of a sudden, I felt a sharp object had entered my eye. I held it and started rubbing, all the while crying because the pain was too much. It was a piece of wood, a splinter that flew from the chopping wood straight into my eyes. We should have gone to the hospital immediately but we didn’t until the next day when they decided I should go home and see the doctor.

The harm had already been done. My eyes got infected and later went blind. My boyfriend at that time came to see me at the hospital before the first surgery. It was the last time I saw him. I called him when I was……Read Full Story Here…………………..