by
Micky McKeon
Once upon a time, there was a man. A man named Zachary, who just couldn't blink. While this beginning sounds like it will be followed by a humorous story- it will not. After not blinking for almost 3 straight days, Zachary's eyeballs had none of the liquid sorely needed to moisturize his rods and cones. This made his eyeballs dry up, like eyeballs have never dried up before (excluding the dead, and any other poor fool who couldn't blink.) He poured water into his shriveled sockets, but that didn't do the trick. Then, in a moment of pure regret, Zachary tried alcohol. This made things worse. His eyes eventually solidified, then just evaporated. Having your eyes turn from liquid, to solid, to gas might sound like an interesting experiment in the laws of science, but more than anything it was just painful. This pain is what killed Zachary, and all of his family too. So please. Please. Blink. Even if all the other kids say it is cool not to blink, or if you think it makes you look fat. Blink. For yourself. And your family.
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