A world black and white
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Last published Wed, May 17, 2023
The girl was sound asleep in her bed, one would think she was dead from the way she slept. Her bed was a dark grey in colour, and her pillow was black. Most of her room was either grey, black or white, the only bit of colour was her 3 colour pencils and her pages of drawings. It didn't always used to be like that, but ever since "that" day everything had changed.
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