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SADNESS

Colby
Shes always sad.. and I can't do anything about it.

You may be wondering who I am, well.. I'm Colby Brock. And my emotion is Joy.

{yes I'm using an Inside out reference.. deal with it 😂}

Where I live, people only become friends from their own kinds or no friends at all. There's this girl that moved in next door. Her room is on the second floor just like mine.

So her window faces my room, and my window faces hers. Every single day when I wake up, I take a little peek out my curtains and look at her.

It's the same thing every morning. Her head is either in her hands or rested on her pillow.. staring at the ceiling while tears uncontrollably stream down her face.

Her skin the lightest tint of blue, and her dreamy {y/e/c} blending with it. It's her emotion.

Yeah it may be considered creepy but, oh well. I can't help but think I really want to help her.. but I can't. She's so beautiful.

I can't help it.

Her emotion here is Sadness. Nobody ever talks to a sadness. The reason is that they are too sad at times and make other people sad too.

Their reputation goes to the gutter even if they say hi to a sadness. It makes me mad.

Here's the emotions: there's Anger, which is the colour red. This emotion will make people get angry at nothing.

Disgust, which is green. This one is really annoying to me. But still, I'm positive, this one always has to have a resin to be disgusted, very sassy and rude most of the time.

Fear, which is purple. This one gets scared if a leaf drops on its head. It's pretty amusing and funny for their reaction but is really hard to deal with at the end of its little 'scardy cat' session.

Joy, which is me, a honey yellow shade. They're always happy and positive, which I am, they try making people's day so much better and it works most of the time.

Finally, Sadness, which is blue. This one is always sad or crying, a lot. And what breaks my heart is that the gorgeous girl next door, is one of them..

In my opinion, the towns rules are fucking stupid. Like shit! Let us talk to whoever we want. But still, I'm happy.

*next morning*
I woke up with the birds chirping happily and the sun shining through my window.

Shit.. ahh I think I forgot to close my curtains yesterday. Meh.

I hopped out of bed and peeked my head a little out my curtains. There she was, the crying beauty. She was leaning against the window, staring out of it while tear droplets fell from her eyes.

I brought my head more out the curtains, until they were fully out.
Her window was open making her hair blow in the wind. Her soft looking {y/h/c} hair flowing as if it were calming waves.