I am my master’s red horn-rimmed glasses. She bought me from an eye care center 2 months ago after getting her regular eye check-ups. I eavesdropped on her discussion with ...
I am my master’s red horn-rimmed glasses. She bought me from an eye care center 2 months ago after getting her regular eye check-ups. I eavesdropped on her discussion with her mother about her long face and how large rims would help conceal this flaw. I thought to myself: “That’s totally me!” and decided to draw her attention. I took a gasp of air and jumped down with a thud. Such sacrifice was worthwhile as I was brought home the very next moment. My master has astigmatism so though I am not as useful as my pal, a pair of eyeglass lenses, I take pride in being an accessory, helping my master stroll down the streets with confidence. My master is a girl whose casual and genial nature is often hidden by her glacial appearance, but she is indeed more than eager to build rapport with anyone she meets^^!