3. Red

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Do you look at the pictures at the top?

Tomorrow I'm going on a date with Oliver, so today I'm nervously trying on outfits and planning my makeup. I want to impress him with my looks.

In the bathroom, I undress. The air smells like roses and vanilla. When I step into the bath I sink down into warm/hot water. I didn't turn on the lights because sometimes the light can hurt my eyes. The window that's only covered with a thin pink curtain lights up the room enough.

Plus I have two candles, two rose-scented ones and one vanilla. My shampoo is rose-scented and the lotion and perfume I use is vanilla. Am I obsessed with these smells? Maybe...

Is that a bad thing? I don't think so. It just means I smell good. I shave my already smooth legs and play with the pale pink petals that float on the water. I wish I had my camera right now. The fact that my legs are pale and my toenails are the same color as the petals make for an athletic picture.

As I happily take my relaxing bath I get a ticket inside of me. Around the back of my throat down to almost my chest. The feeling makes me cough. As I cough I get out of the bath because I know this isn't good.

I cough up blood and I look at my hand and then at my face In the mirror.

Blood...

This is new.. I wrap the towel around my waist still coughing and rush downstairs. My mom looks at me and immediately rushing over asking me thousands of questions and then I'm off to the hospital.

Red...

I don't like red, red is a Violent color. It's an evil color or an annoying color. Red stoplights, red blood, red hurts, red overall is a bad color.

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As I sit in my bed upset. Its Saturday night and I just got back from the hospital an hour ago. What about Friday? It never happened, I was in the hospital... I couldn't go on a date while in a stupid hospital.

I didn't even text or call him... It's like I set him up. There goes my chance with him... He's too hot for me anyway.

Tears run down my cheeks as I think about my missed opportunity. I don't know him but I was really looking forward to changing that. I look at my white pink lined paper. I'm writing down things I need to achieve within a year.

Depression is always trying to get me but I skip and giggle away from it. I'm not depressed or sad but I can feel how easy it is to get caught by it. If I trip as I skip I'm sure my demons will take the opportunity.

Goals

Be happy

Experience Love

Have a picnic in a field of flowers

First kiss

Virginity

Go to a concert

Go to a fair

To not worry people

Get tattoos

Nose piercing

This is the start of my list. It's not in order or perfect but as I think of a better list this will be it for now.

I look at the hot pink glittery writing. This seems easy enough... Love seems like the hardest to actually Accomplish but if I think about it carefully it doesn't have to be. I mean, I could take it as just overall loving someone. Not actually falling in love. Hopefully, I can do both but I'm not going to stress on that one.

Or the virginity one, it's okay if I don't cross that one off. I want to but I'm not going to force it. I look them over again figuring out which want to do first.

I then start looking up nearby concerts and write a few dates and whose playing but I don't know them so I'm not too sure. Maybe I'll get my parents to fly me somewhere so I can see someone I really like and know about.

I end up going to sleep early because my throat still hurts and I need rest. I appreciate my bed, I way rather be in my waterbed than in some hard gross hospital bed.

So what do you think about this story now?

What did you think is wrong with kellin?

How do you think Oli feels about kellin never texting him?

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