Our eyes can deceive us. I am a person with spectacles. I am short-sighted, and I don''t have a clear vision of things that are at a certain distance. Likewise, all human beings don''t have a clear vision of things that are extremely small. So, what we see is not exactly the truth. How would life be if we could see extremely small things? Perhaps subatomic particles? Currently, we haven''t identified anything smaller than subatomic particles. If it exists, then what would it be? Would it be the metaphysical world? Does the metaphysical world really exist? Are "auras" things that are smaller than subatomic particles?


    She sees them.


    Who?


    The girl who is sitting across the room. She can see that.


    She can see what again?


    She can see "auras." That''s what she claims.


    So, a girl who can see auras. How would her life be? How would the life of a girl with super vision be? Her eyes are more precise than a microscope. She sees humans not in their flesh and bone forms but beyond that. And her vision becomes more precise during the full moon.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    So, she is a girl with an excellent vision. But if you think about it, we can’t label it as an excellent vision. Because we do not know what excellence is.


    She is beautiful. But her vision of beautiful things is different.


    What''s her name?


    Aira.


    Aira?


    Yes. What does it mean?


    It means the breath of life.


    She was my breath of life.


    You were in love with her?


    Yes, I was. Very much.


    What happened?


    She left me.


    Why?


    She said she didn''t like how one of my cells looked.


    Uh?


    Yeah... she said the cell located right beside my heart cells looked abnormal.


    It looks ugly, she said...


    So, she left me.


    But now you are in the same room with her, and she doesn''t recognize you?


    Yeah, she doesn’t. She sees things that are smaller than subatomic particles. And she says I look different every time, and the only way to identify me is by touching the cell near my heart. And she said it got uglier.


    How?


    Uhm... by having more debts?