"𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝒀 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑬" I live a different life but not as you know it. I live a life beyond your wildest dreams if your dreams were that a letter tasted like blueberries or colour had the scent of pine. My differences don't define me, nor do they shape the person who I want to be. A 16-year-old girl lives with a rare case of synaesthesia, a perceptual capability which crosses over two or more senses. For example, the ability to see a pale blue whilst eating chicken, or the scent a letter of the alphabet reminds you of. Vivian Bailey has lived all her life with her senses being "mucked up" she can smell the scent of lavender when she thinks of the letter H, perhaps hear waves crashing as she sinks her teeth into a nice fresh granny smith apple. Vivian Bailey has never understood her synaesthesia, she really didn't give it a second thought. However, the sight of a fresh sunset leads her down a spiral of confusion and daydreams. She could never forget the pools of silky honey, that people called eyes.All Rights Reserved
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