It was graduation day.
The graduates threw their black graduation caps; up high- the skies. I ran to my parents and hugged them tightly. Your parents came with you, walking behind them.
They congratulated me and I thank them as my parents did the same to you.
Our parents left us; to talk - seeing that it has been a while since we have spoken.
"I'm sorry." You mumbled as you took my hand.
"You didn't stop her." I yanked my hand away.
You grabbed my arm as I was about to walk, you took my hand and placed something on my palm then closed my hand.
"Open it. When I am not around." I walked away without looking back and opened my hand seeing a note.
I opened the little piece of paper and read, I am sorry, Goddess.
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Colors ✔
RomanceColors are seen everywhere. We live for color. The beauty of color, we have seen and became amazed by the exquisite details before us. Colors can describe anything or anyone. The moments you have, there will always be a color. #shortstory_1 ↫↬↫↬↫↬...
