Writing Prompt

Sarah, a 12 year old girl, couldn’t see colours. Like all people in her town, she lost the ability to see colours at age 6. Every body had kind of accepted that they would never again see a rainbow, or the vibrance of a sunset. One day, while she was playing with her friends, she saw something strange, the truck she had been using, which had always been a boring shade of gray, was bright red! Sara...

Tonight I breath to the fresh air lord know what I been trow in life sometimes I fake like I smile on the outside when people be telling me to smile but when I am in side I cry it out but when I be outside I smile god know I be put on a fake smile that’s how u know sometimes I be let everybody know I am ok but so times life is really hard but I keep it on the inside I love myself but but I love fa...

Many would describe life as a colourful landscape.

A landscape with valleys that carve into the lush, verdant mountain sides with ease.

Leaving nothing

where something once was.

A landscape with powerful rivers that work their way into the hills,

carving a path down to the infinite oceans. Leaving a new cold and vibrant sapphire colour where once there was a vivid emerald.

These colours exi...

It started like every other day. I woke up, rolled out of bed, opened the curtains, adn smiled. The gey and dark grey hues painting the sky like charoal. I slid my slippers on and made my way downstairs, to make breakfast and coffee for me and my husband. As i made it to the bottom, something caught my eye. It was….bright. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. There it was. The table, it was…differe...

The world had always been dark, but it was darker with every step I took. There was no happiness or hope. Beauty was flat and dull if it could be found. The world was sluggish and slow. But it was all I had ever known, outside of fantasy. I dreamed of a world where there was purposeful life, a world where every breath I took was a blessing, not a curse. I heard stories of colors that where all aro...

The pain he caused made my world of blacks and whites,

No colors of sorts can be found,

No values just shades of black and grey,

He brought me pain,

The sadness within,

Till one day I’m able to see colors within,

Roaming the streets,

Finally away from him,

I see the teddy bear in a little girls hand,

The same one I had once,

A light woody brown,

With a singular pink bow around the neck,

Th...

He didn’t know the world was lacking until it offered him something more.

The world had always been monochrome-normal, washed, and predictable. The sky was light gray. Faces bore shadows, never warmth. Even fire looked like smoke pretending to be flame. No one ever talked about it like it was weird. It was all they had ever known. It was just life.

Then one day, as he walked through the park, he...

Everything in my life had been black and white. Always has been. Pallad and sad. And that’s how I’d constantly see the world, too. Everybody just a bland copy of someone else.

Really, I can’t even understand the concept of ‘color.’ Achromatopsia, is what they call it. A birth defect. It doesn’t matter though.

I don’t like people. I never have. They are all just horrid humans, I could never love ...

I come from amazing Indiginous heritage that honors the diversity in the world from all creatures beings, from all forms of life and when you understand what it means to be Indiginous, everything is alive or has life! Though I was raised in a way that views the world as black and white, this way of thinking was so limited to me and left a gaping hole inside. With a black and white view of the worl...

All my life I’ve seen nothing but black and white; a world with nothing but vague emptiness.

Everyday was empty until today. Glimpses of colours filled my eyes and I couldn’t help to think I was crazy. Those first colours felt like life had been restored back into me; a world that seemed filled with possibilities. I began to just look around me and view this new life. For the first time in my life...