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love and hate red.

By irenePublished 2 years ago • 3 min read

I hate the color red

There was a new girl in class that day

Wen she came in all i could see was her hair

It was red, I didn’t like it

“This is Auburn.”

What a weird name, I thought to myself as I looked down

She came and sat next to me that day

I didn’t know why

I didn’t think I looked very interesting but she seemed to think so

Every time she turned, her hair brushed close to my face

I didn’t like it

Red is such an ugly color

She turned to me and asked me my name

She had green eyes, I liked the color green

“Noah”

She just stared at back at me what a weirdo

The next day I had the same class

Auburn wasn’t there

I wondered where she was

At least her hair wouldn’t be in my face anymore

She wasn’t at school the next few days

I felt a bit bothered for some reason

No one sat next to me

I was at the market getting bread for my mom when I saw a flash of red hair near the apples

It was Auburn

She was already looking at me so I went up to her

I didn’t know why I did. She was wearing a red top. It looked kind of nice on her

Red is still an ugly color

“Hi Noah” I’m surprised she remembered my name. I didn’t care though

That didn’t mean anything to me

She asked me to on a picnic with her the next day

Wtf why a picnic?

I didn’t know why I said yes but I did

She then walked away

Her and her red hair, it didn’t bother me that much anymore

The next day i put more effort into my outfit

I wore red socks

I didn’t know I owned a pair

They were ugly but very comfy so I wore them

I saw her at the park

It’s pretty easy to spot red hair

She looked pretty

Nothing much just pretty

“Do you not like my hair?” That was the first thing she said when I got there

“why?” I responded

She didn’t answer back

I learnt a lot about her that day

She wasn’t at school because her brother was sick and she needed to look after him

How thoughtful

I told her that her hair was beautiful

I was just trying to make her happy

When she said bye I missed her already

Her and her red hair

I decided that day that I liked the color red

Over the next couple of weeks we started hanging out more

I noticed how bubbly she is

Her smile could make anyone smile

She brought me a present

It was red cap

I loved it

I loved the color red

I think I might love her

We went and watched the sunset at the park

Me and my Auburn

My Auburn. I liked the sound of that

That night was a blur

She talked I listened

The sunset was so red

It was beautiful

Just like my Auburn

It had gotten dark and before we knew it, it was raining

I gave her my jumper, I knew she would keep it but I didn’t care

We were walking home and the street lights were shone on us

My house was first

She walked me up to my door

I don’t remember who leant in, maybe both of us because before I knew it our lips were together

It was euphoric

She was Auburn, my Auburn

We fit like puzzle pieces

I said bye

I stepped inside

I loved the color red

The next day it was Saturday

I texted Auburn straight away to tell her I’m on my way to her house

She lived close after all

The road straight to her house was blocked off

It wasn’t blocked off the night before

Auburn wasn’t answering and I felt ill

I stepped up to her door to knock

I knew I wouldn’t see my Auburn but i knocked anyways

Her mom answered

She looked really bad

Eye bags and puffy cheeks

“Auburn’s not here”

I don’t believe her

“She was walking in the middle of the road and the car didn’t see her”

I don’t believe her

“She’s passed, I’m sorry” She started sobbing

I don’t believe her

I ran to the blocked off road hoping to see my Auburn alive and smiling with her gorgeous red hair

I saw red a flash of red on the road

Auburn?

It was just a smear

I hate the color red

That night it was raining again

I told mom I was going for a walk

I gave her a hug and left

I lay down on the wet concrete road

I heard a screech

I miss my Auburn

I hate the color red

I’ll see you soon my Auburn

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irene

Beginner at writing,

Was mainly intrigued reading some stories I wanted to give it a try

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