I hate this place. The place they put me, all because they say I'm crazy.
But I'm not, I'm really not crazy. They just can't see what I can.
This place, happens to be an insane asylum, or as everyone likes to call them, a nut house.
I was put here because I see things no one else can. Now you may think I sound crazy, but I'm not. You're now wondering what things I see. Well these things, they are colors.
What are colors you may ask? Well colors are what you see, the shades, the brightness, the darkness, and anything and everything between those.
Apparently everyone else says colors don't exist. But they do. And they are amazing, the most beautiful things to see.
There are so many different ones. Blue, green, red, black, white, yellow, orange, brown, purple, and so many more.
Blue is the color of the sky during the day. It's a symbol of sadness, but it can also represent happiness.
Black is the night sky. It stands for dark and mystery. It can also be interrupted as bad.
Green is the grass and stands for calmness. While red is fire and passion.
Each color represents something different.
According to them colors don't exist. I don't know how they can't see them. They are all I ever see.
I was put in this nut house because I can see these things I call colors. I wish others could see them, they don't know what their missing. But since I'm the only one that can see them all I can do is describe the colors to others. They may think I'm insane but I will make them believe me one day. 747Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYnLJRmsnbS
These things called colors do exist and they are the most beautiful things to look at. 747Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN7CtZAUuSH
I see them, so why can't you?
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