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Jun 2014
Red
A young girl walked up to me, her arms aimlessly moving about as her hands try to grasp anything she could feel.

Clumsily, she reached me and sat by my side. With her eyes closed and curiosity in her voice, she asked, "What's the color red?"

*The color red is when you first learned to walk. Remember how you would trip and fall? The hurt, the scraped knees, and the aches you felt? That was the color red.

It is the color you have during your fourth birthday party. When all your friends and family came, and you were so giddy and excited to open your presents.

The color red is when you get mad. How your whole face turns hot, and you feel that your cheeks are about to pop out and you want to scream it all out.

Red is when fear and illness strikes you. Have you ever had a feeling of being helpless, weak, all alone and not knowing what you're supposed to do? It's when the color overpowers us.

It is also when, you find an answer. A solution. And the strength to pursue something you believe in. This is when we overpower the color.

Red is the color of falling in love. The warm feeling of loving someone and being loved back. When you grow up, you'll understand.

The color red overall, is your heart. It is the one that pumps your emotions in and out, letting it circulate through every vessel in your body. So if you ask me again, what the color red is, I would say to you the color red is what keeps me alive.
Back in my Sophomore year in College, my English professor asked us to describe the color red to a blind person. My submission was a rough draft, done in like 5 minutes. But I am happy he said it was his favorite among the class.
Camille Marie
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Camille Marie  Iloilo City
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