The Colours of War

by WiseGirl

Colours are always there. They make up our past, our present and our future. And even in the darkest hour, they're everywhere. PLEASE PLEASE READ AND REVIEW

3. Red

Red.

It used to be his favourite colour. It used to mean happiness and sunrises.

Now though, he had to fight the urge to vomit whenever he saw it.

It threw up memories of the battle, of having to walk past people covered in blood, unable to help them.

It used to mean happiness.

Now it was blood, pure and simple.

Red…