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Prompt: For as long as you can remember you've worn eye glasses. Your parents always made sure you had them on and you formed the habit. One day you forget them and realize you can see something no one else can.

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Tsuki squinted at the smartboard. Since she was sitting at the back of the room, she was distanced with the board. Earlier, she had gotten up for school and dressed as usual, but today was different.

Today, she had woken up and searched. Sometimes at night, she would wear her glasses to bed so that once her parents closed the door, she could read. However, this time, she'd woken up to remember she left them on in the night and frantically searched for them in her bed, unfortunately to no avail.

So there she was in school, squinting at the board with extreme effort since she wasn't used to doing so. In fact, she couldn't remember a day that she wasn't wearing her glasses. Her parents had always stressed to her the importance of wearing them, and it sort of formed into a habit.

By the time lunch came around, her friends had dragged her all over the school to accomplish different things, such as returning library books, and she had decided to simply hold onto their shoulders as a result. Her eyes were sensitive to light and by holding onto her friends' shoulder, she could close them and rest them.

Just as they were walking into the cafeteria, Tsuki's bright blue eyes snapped open. Something was moving on the ground just a few feet in front of them. Since her friends didn't seem to notice, and this caused her heart to race, although she didn't know why, she decided to make sure they didn't trip on it. "Guys, don't trip on that," she pointed at the... What was it, anyway?

It was a luminescent blue and seemed to be about a foot long, and was thin with things poking out of the end. Five things, like thick needles, each a couple of inches long. Then it occurred to her what it was. It's a hand.

As her friends pulled her away, Tsuki turned to peer at the hand on the ground. Where did it come from, and how did nobody notice it? Usually, someone would call the police, since the hand seemed to be parted with the rest of the body, save the arm under the where the elbow would've been, but Tsuki was a very curious girl and decided that this was her discovery. Of course, it seems a little selfish to you, but she didn't think it could possibly be someone else's find, and wanted to uncover the mystery.

After school, she sat in class a little longer, urging her friends to go to the buses without her. Then, after about ten minutes, the school was nearly empty, and she took advantage of it to go to the cafeteria.

It wasn't there when she walked in, though. She counted the steps it took to get her from one side to the other, then went in the middle of the room and did a scan. It wasn't there.

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Days later, she realized her glasses were not coming back. Her parents had demanded to know what had happened, and once she told them, they ordered her another pair. There was something about their brown eyes that struck Tsuki as odd; they were filled with worry disappointment. However, they didn't seem disappointed with Tsuki, but with themselves. They didn't tell her anything after that, but she saw them occasionally exchange glances.

She went upstairs to her room to study and opened her backpack as usual. She reached in to grab her homework when she suddenly gasped. She stared in  at her backpack; close up to it, she could see a grotesque, bright blue hand sticking out of it. Quickly, she stood up and stepped back, more cautious than curious now. Shouldn't I tell someone...?

Tsuki went into the backyard and dumped her backpack onto the ground but the hand didn't come out with the rest of her things. She peeked into the bag and her eyes widened. Incredible. The hand wasn't there anymore.

Every now and then, Tsuki noticed a hand peeking out from behind or inside of something- her backpack, corners, behind furniture. Slowly, she started to become more aware of the hand, or hands, and even started to subconciously look for them.

It was about a month later when Tsuki noticed them start to move. A little twitch here and there occurred in the first weeks, she had previously noticed, but then they actually started to move. And they weren't just moving their fingers, they were appearing closer to her. Then, one day...

Tsuki was sitting in the club room waiting for the other members to get in so they could start the tournament (it was Chess Club), when she felt fingers slowly start to wrap around her arm. She turned to look, about to ask whoever it was to kindly let go, and immediately fell back out of her chair.

From the bookshelf that had been behind her, a hand was sticking out of a dark crevice. Tsuki heart was pounding, and she decided it was too much this time. This time, the hands were trying to grab her, she knew it.

The rest of the day, she avoided the hands at all costs. At night, she stayed awake to make sure none of the hands reached her while her eyes were shut.

In the middle of the school day, Tsuki started to nod, trying to stay awake. Staying up all night had taken a toll, and she felt dread overcome her as she did her best not to drift off. Try as she might, she ended up drifting off anyway.

The hand reached for her shoulder and grabbed it; more hands came and started to pull her towards them. Starting, Tsuki pulled away and frantically zipped open her pencil pouch and grabbed her pair of scissors to fight off the hands.

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"What do you mean, she's... Gone?" Tsuki's mother stared at the officer. "Was she killed? You said there were bloodstains and scissors... Or was she-"
"What's going on?" The father walked into the living room and saw the officer, his face immediately paling. "No." His hand flew to his mouth and tears welled in his eyes. "It... I can't believe it. We were so close...!"
The officer bowed away, his brown eyes apologetic as the door closed.

"I was so close... The glasses... I knew since the day I saw her blue eyes that she was just like them..."