Elena
I feel time pass me by, so slow I might as well be here forever. I think staring at the clock is making it worse. One minute passes. Then two, and im still laying here. Colors start suddenly spiraling out of the clock, trapping me in an embrace so tight I think I might faint.
"Elena?" Calls a distant voice.
It takes me a second to realize where I was. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, were you day dreaming again?" I look at her, sitting there, writing in her notepad.
"Yes" I turn back to the ceiling.
"Can you tell me what your dream was about?" I don't want to talk right now.
"Colors."
"I see, and that's all?" What more could there be?
I don't talk. I don't turn towards her. She takes my silience as a sign that I'm done for the day, she's right.
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Sunset
RomanceI've always thought that colors were the only way I could express my emotion. I see colors everywhere, I hear them, I taste them, and I feel them. They're the only solid thing I have in my life. Colors. Imagine water, blue is the first thing that co...
