Blue.

Blue, its every where in everything. It's a primary color. So it's the base of pretty much every color in the world. It haunts my dreams, it haunts my life. It controls everything I do. It controls.. Everthing... I... Do....

 

It all started when I was in third grade.  We were writing stories about colors. Stupid little stories that wouldn't make any sense in the end when the teacher put them in a mural to look like a rainbow. My color was blue. I couldn't come up with anything to write about. Thats when it all started. It was all I could think about it was all I could focus on. My mom made me go to theropy but soon the therapist gave up. He couldn't cack the code that  I knew. That I could crack over and over again. No matter where I was, I would find the color blue.

 

Finally doom day came. Blue was everywhere. It was the only think I could see. Letters would rearrnge themselves to spell "BLUE". Colors would shift to become blue. It was literally everywhere and everything. Then he appeared. A blue man. He had what looked like a dagger,but I couldn't tell. I was too confused with what was going on. Then he started towards me. He slowly got closer. I didnt like that. I tried to run but I turned around and there was another man behind me. He stabbed my gut and whispered

"Blue will take more." And I fell to the ground. I saw my blood. Red, my first new color. My last color.

 

 

 

Author's Note

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