Today was possibly the worst day of my life. I got into an accident Mum, Dad, and me of course; we were involved in it. It was a car accident, mum and dad were arguing as usual. Then, dad just…snapped. Their arguing got progressively louder, and dad's eyes turned red, then he snapped at mum. I was afraid. I closed my eyes and covered my ears, trying everything I could to block out all the arguing, suddenly, everything was quiet. As I was about to slowly open my eyes all I saw was black. After a while I finally saw everything around me, except I was left with a gruesome image.
"Red." I thought.
There was red everywhere. I thought I saw a spark of fire but at this point my vision was blurry, so I wasn't sure what it really was. I couldn't move, my body was in sheer pain. What was happening?
As I was slowly regaining my vision I saw the color red much more clearly. It was liquid and thick. It had left a trail, as I slowly followed it with my eyes, I saw dad. Cold, Pale, and Dead. I looked at him with horror, and then with despair. My eyes welled up with tears, and all I could do was let out a small whimper. I felt so helpless.
I couldn't move, Dad was dead, and Mum was nowhere to be found. Judging from the wet puddle I felt under my arms, I was bleeding myself. I accepted the fact that I was slowly going to die soon of blood loss, I was even about to pass out. As my eyelids became heavy, I saw another color.
"..Purple"