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For the First Time In Years I Was Me
A classmate was murdered. So I threw away my colors. Because she was colorful, and shiny. Dazzling, radiant. If they were murdering yellows, reds and pinks. I wanted to be grayscale, covert, hidden. Nonaccessible. I released the colors I loved. I threw away my favorite – orange. I lived for several years without colors. My life was bland; I was fearful, and tame. Too tame; sadly depressed. Living in cobwebbed corners, hiding in fear. One day I attended a seminar put on by two women. They were dazzling, radiant, and shiny, like the murdered girl. They had not been murdered, and they were……….joyful. Optimistic, hopeful, excited, enthusiastic. I left the seminar at noon and slept four hours. I was exhausted, trying to process this revelation. When I woke up, I began throwing oranges and reds around the room. I added yellows, purples and greens. Following my bliss was a giant relief. I crawled out of the corners and began to live. For the first time in years; I was me. Rejoicing!
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