'I was raised in a society where the world was explained as just black and white. Good or bad, nice or mean, chaos or peace. And I was taught to be rewarded if I was good, and punished if I were to be bad. So were you, I would think.
But as I grew older and the world changed. I didn't see what I was told, I didn't see black and white. I saw billions of colors. Cold blues and neon yellows, bottomless greens and calming pinks.
And then I came to a realization. The world was made up of lies.'
A/N: Hello! This is my first official story on here, I'll post the second chapter after I proof read :)
