The color vibrates out of me. I can feel a yellow glow oozing out of me. It is bright and brilliant, shining like a star on a lonely night. I am glowing. I feel it warming me up, filling me to the brim. Everywhere I look all I see is yellow. I see it in the smiling faces if the children that run around at the park. I see it in the wildflowers that bloom in my favorite meadow. I see it in the face of my mother and the hearty laugh of my brother. I see it in the soft rain before it pours, and I see it the fields of dandelions by the creek. Yellow. It is my happiness. It is my freedom.
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Clinging to Unreachable Stars
RomanceA memoir that centers on the idea of not only living through the seasons of love and life but the self-growth and exploration that comes with change. The book tells the tales of love, heartbreak, despondency and maturation over the course of 5 years...
