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You get used to everything being black white and grey. But when the rose turns red your whole life changed.

Rooms should not gaze. Walls should not listen and floor should not speak. Colors appear where there were none, fleeting and elusive, but the more you reach for them, the more they slip away. and in the end, some truths, once uncovered, can never be unseen. TW: SA, Abuse

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When I was little, I believed in magic, the kind with an enchanted fairy godmother and the power of making wishes. These beliefs began to wither with every unanswered wish. They disappeared completely when I made my final wish, a moon wish. The black cloud that has followed me since that day has only gotten thicker and darker over the years; it's so dense that it is starting to obscure everything. I can't see the sky at all. Lost in the dark, an accident brings me an unwanted light. To appreciate the light, you have to endure the dark.

This story has been rewritten. This is the terrible original version. Look for the new one under my works.

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