They grabbed me by the hand, they led me outside. They called me by my name, "Mushoku". They had me stand outside, "This is what sunlight feels like," They said softly. "It's called heat, It's called the color red." They still continued on, "Red, is the color of a burn, it can mean heat, anger or even embarrassment."
"Why would I ever get embarrassed..."
"Sh child," They responded. "Next color."
They pulled my wrist towards something, it sounded odd. They grabbed my hands and pulled them into a cold wet substance. "This is blue, the sensation you will feel when swimming, is blue. The omnipresent coolness is blue Mushoku," they said.
"So, blue is relaxation?"
"Precisely child," They pulled me somewhere else, not too far from where they had pulled me to previously. I was pushed onto the ground, it was wet too...
"What the heck-"
"Be quiet, feel the ground," they demanded.
"Okay," I felt the ground, it was grass? I think. I held soft leaves and grass in the palm of my hand, I fiddled with it for a while, it wasn't a bad feeling I suppose.
"That is what green feels like, green feels like life, life is precious. Green is a very nice color," they said softly again. I nodded and got up. They threw something at me.
"Pick it up," they demanded.
I picked it up, the surface was oval shaped? Maybe it was some type of food?
"Squeeze it."
I did as told. It smelt like citrus.
"That is a lemon, the smell of lemons and softness of creamy lotion is yellow."
"Where did the creamy lotion part come from?" I asked.
"That's not important, we're done for today," they said in a rush.
They pulled me into a house I think and put me in a room. Eventually, they left and I went to sleep, I had nothing to do anyway.
The Next Day
They didn't wake me up, that was weird. I got up off of a very fluffy surface and stood still for a moment. "What color is that.." I put my arms out in front of me to navigate my way around.
"H-hello?" I called out before falling onto the hard, cold floor.
"...feels like blue."
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Author's Note: This is a one chapter short story ahaha, thanks for reading
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القصة القصيرةThey taught me red. They taught me blue. They taught me green. They taught me how to live.
