Deuteranopia

Deuteranopia

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"...What?" "I told you, I have deuteranopia. It's a form of colorblindness in which I can only distinguish between three hues-blue, yellow, and a little bit of orange. I can't see green or red at all." "So...would you say that yellow is the color that you see the most?" "...That better not have been racist joke." All he wanted was a friend. Look at what he's stuck with now. ___________________ Warning: sickeningly sweet and fluffy. If you're a fan of that kind of stuff, this is for you. (Just don't mind the language because boy does this girl cuss.) Short chapters, short story. (Hopefully funny) #DiverseLit #HeSaysSheSays #ProjectCharacter #RealityCheck16 #SeizeTheLove #ourteenhearts #weareteenqueens ©2016, NevermoreNeverHere (Cover made by me. Pic not mine. Font is Leonardo (Levi), Ithornët, and Amethyst.)
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I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

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