(flash fiction)
Eyes almost cobalt, Neil was her blue-eyed boy. Amber with hair to match and a temper on-the ready to flare . Born yellow with jaundice, Sunny lived on to fill the house with laughter. Petal, dear Petal, with parrot eyes and always rescuing animals. Indigo, her daydreamer child, mostly lost in Piscean waters.
She hears their voices in the deep of night. Sees their faces in vibrant colour behind closed eye-lids.
She remembers how they were taken away, one by one, only she can’t remember why.
That must be when the colours started to leave her. Now she sees the world only in monochrome.
Or, perhaps, grays are the only colours in the psychiatric ward.
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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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Just Joyfulness 
Great take on the prompt. Much emotion. I hope colour returns to her.
I don’t hold much hope, the psychiatric system being what it is. Many thanks for your lovely comment. 🙂
When the colors of our life fade… Well done. Similar to the path I took.
Thank you. Yes, very similar 🙂
A sorrowful story indeed. At least she has her memories.
Here’s mine!
Very true, she has that.
Great use of the colours
Thanks Neil. Neel in Hindi means blue 🙂
This is haunting. Well done.
Thanks very much, Tina 🙂
Dear Joy,
Love the use of color to describe her life. A masterpiece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks so much for the high praise, Rochelle 🙂
Beautiful and heartbreaking.
Thanks a lot Paula. I can’t imagine living that life.
Eloquently written! Lovely, if sadly poignant, take on the photo prompt.
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Thanks a lot Susan, for the lovely compliment!
Loved the colours relating to the personalities. Good take, and twist at the end.
Thanks a lot, Iain 🙂
You misspelled colors. I’m joking. I know you guys on the other side of the world do that for Scrabble purposes.
I can see how losing all her colours could lead her to the psychiatric ward. Nice job of painting her life. Well done.
Haha 😀 You are never going to get us to drop the ‘u’. I never thought about using it for Scrabble but you make a great point. I might now add ‘u’ to other words as well 🙂
Thanks for the compliment.
Such a haunting story, Jolly. It makes me wonder how she got there. Oh the tragedy she has suffered 😦
Thanks so much, Lisa. True for a lot of people.
You’re welcome, Jolly.
Fine story, Joy! It’s a spray of colors and emotions to go with them. Remarkable!
Thanks very much, William 🙂
Beautifully done, Joy. Love your use of colours.
Thanks a lot, Dale 🙂
Wish she could have held tight to the colors…well done.
I wish so too. But when what lights you up and colours your life is gone, then you don’t have use of them colours.
I think this is the best I have read of yours, JJ.
Poignant and painful.
Thanks CE. I think my muse works best in the dead of night 🙂
Interesting way to arrange a palette. Well told.
Thanks very much Bill.
sad story, i’d never wish to anyone.
Yes, me neither.
Sad story. Beautiful and heartbreaking take on the prompt.
Thanks very much 🙂
This one gave me the shivers. What a horrible way to end one’s life.
Yes, but sad fact for many.
Only grey in the psychiatric ward. That’s so graphic.
Yes I would imagine so. Thanks Sandra.
A tad too colorful, they were, eh?
Hmmmm ….. aren’t we all?
Indeed!
Great use of colours and an original story idea. Well done.
Thanks Trish 🙂
Great use of symbolism. You use the colours so well to create a life of joy and sorrow.
Thanks Michael. That’s a lovely compliment.