Colors

by CottenCandyCarousel

After the factory Violet feels worthless and unwanted. But six years later someone moves in next door making Violet's world turn from grey, black, and white to a ray of colors. I own none of the characters in the story, all rights go to Roald Dahl. (2005 World)

Every time I close my eyes I see you and it feels so real. It feels like if I could only reach my hand out longer I could touch you. But I can't and that's what kills me. Somehow the best and worst day of my life both involve you. When I met you it was amazing, a town that I lived in for 10 years finally was colorful, years of dark gray, white, and black all disappeared when you said hey. But dark grey, white, and black came back like they all told me they would, they came back because you left. Happiness doesn't exist, people don't truly love each other, no one would take a bullet for someone else. At least not where I come from.

It all started last summer, July 23, 2011 to be exact there is no way in hell I could forget that day, the day he showed up. A couple of months ago the old, discussing, mean neighbours had moved out the house across the street and I truly didn't care because they were just dicks. But I also didn't care about who moved in or if anyone was going to move in at all, but to my disappointment someone did. And that someone was Mike TV. Just fabulous. At least I won't be the only laughing stalk of the neighborhood.