He always stared.

Obsessedvia Daily Prompt: Obsessed

He always stared and stared and stared, never blinking, always watching. From side to side his eyes darted and danced with a certain rhythmic jive.

He loved to look and look and look but looking was not all he loved. He loved eyes, for they were the tools to look, and looking did he love.

Blue, green, brown he loved them all, so much so that he had to have them all.

One day he bought a jar, well maybe two or three. He also bought a metal spoon, so shiny, so round, so cold.

It was time to visit Mary Sue, he thought, the girl with big blue eyes. Well visit is a vague term to describe climbing through her window. He found her sleeping and woke her up, and her eyes grew so big. This made him smile, this made her scream.

So he grabbed his spoon.

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