Visceral | Mara Lefler

I have been looking everywhere for something that could be considered visceral. I haven't really been able to find a very good example except for one thing. Yesterday when I wasn't even thinking about this assignment it hit me. I was having a great day the weather was beautiful and things where great. While I was walking on campus I met one of my friends. Her day was just the opposite of mine. I wont get into the story because it isn't mine to tell. I was looking at my friend and she was crying. She had huge clumps of mascara running down her face and sticking to her eyelashes. Black everywhere, and all you ladies know what that is like. Its not a pretty picture. The most amazing thing about it was that even with all the makeup I could still see the tears glisten on her eyelashes. The sun hit them just perfectly making her eyes glow. It really was visceral to see something come out her sadness and tears. They looked like diamonds on her lashes.