Love Is Black

Love Is Black

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Millie Castillo has a rare condition. All her life, she has been prodded and vulnerable. People use her, laugh at her, trip her, and abuse her. Her parents say she's a mistake. She is unwanted all because of her so-called "disorder". "I taste the color blue, mom." After eating a bowl of spaghetti. "The O is the prettiest magenta I've ever seen." Synesthesia. The reason why she is tormented everyday. She senses colors others cannot. Shapes, paint blobs, splashes of colors is what she sees every time she touches, tastes, sees, hears something. They said that love can cure anything. They say that with love, anyone can accomplish anything. Because Millie is a mistake, a diseased human being, a girl that has never experienced what real love is, she is a girl that can never be cured. Love is dirty, empty. Everything that is involved in love is black. Pointless. A never ending cycle of hardships and broken hearts. Until, one day, love becomes a sunshine yellow. Suddenly, when a bottomless pit of black darkness turns into a field flooded with sunflowers, light, happiness, that's when you find yourself wondering, "Who turned on the lights?" Love was orange, Love was green, An unavoidable feeling machine. I trusted hard, I fell so deep, "Never again," will I speak. But now my love has lacked, My heart that is being attacked For now all that I see, Is pure black inside of me. © All Rights Reserved 2016 CAROLINE W. (@drippy-rainbow)
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"Breathing. Something I've always known how to do, yet sometimes it seems impossible. I sat in the passenger seat of a red convertible Mustang. The car belonged to my... would you call him my owner? I sat with my knees pulled up to my chest, I put my hand on the window of the car, wiping away some of the fog. My father and the guy who had just bought me, shook hands, finalizing the arrangement, as they stood on our front porch... or could you even call it that? The rain came down making it hard to see. Yes, breathing. Everyone knows how to do it, but it's normal for someone to forget how to, right? Right now, I felt as if my lungs had been ripped from my chest... or was that just my heart? My buyer ran from the porch, covering his head with his jacket. He stepped into his Mustang, and pulled it into reverse. Then with a simple movement, he turned the vehicle around and headed down the drive. I watched as my whole world slipped away." -Can't Buy Me Love *************************************** They were best friends, he was rich, she lived in a trailer. He moved away when she was 13 and then he moves back when she's 17. All her dad ever cared about was money, so for most of her life her dad had told her he was gonna sell her to a rich man, as soon as she was 18. But she wants nothing more than to be with her childhood love. Will he save her from her fate or will she get sold off to some loaded obnoxious stranger? She has secrets, he has secrets, a shadow lurks in the darkness watching her... can love even grow from that? ****** *Some mature content: Abuse and mature language*

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