Blue. Blue is all I see. Palettes of dark blue, light blue, indigo - all finely spattered on the ground. All blue towards the horizon. Thank god it's not red. If it was, I would be thirsty by now. Yellow is bad too. Every time the world is yellow I feel sick and nostalgic. In my opinion green and blue are the best. Green brings me food to eat. Blue gives me water and the …showed first 75 words of 303 total…

…showed last 75 words of 303 total…me. She is very distant, as if she lives on the moon. Come to think of it, she always stares towards the moon. I looked up at that direction once, to see what's so special about the moon. My mother saw me do this so she scolded me. I cried. But in that brief instant I looked up, I remembered seeing something very interesting. Teardrops were all over the sky, glittering. The moon was crying.