A dream full of colors

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The book “A dream that is full of colors”

I don’t know if I chose my dream or if it was a dream that chose me, but I know that you believe in me, you chose me because you knew that I could do it.

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The palette of paints is filled with many different colors every day. The girl grows up, meets different people, but all those whom she meets have sad gray eyes. One day, a girl was standing in the middle of a hill, where the boy soon came. He was silent and melancholy, his eyes were just as empty. The girl did not understand what he was, there were no answers to all the questions that she asked him. The girl continued to paint her pictures and out loud to describe everything that she paints, how beautiful the bright red flowers, the blue sky, green trees, how beautiful the brightly shining stars are. She showed him her most beautiful paintings, but in response the boy was only silent and looked with empty lifeless eyes. The girl and the boy often met at the hill, where the girl told him every time about the colors of the world, showing her beautiful drawings.

But all she heard in response was – I don’t understand what you’re talking about, I don’t see those bright colors that you paint, I don’t see the blue sky, bright red flowers, those beautiful trees with green foliage, I don’t see it. Enough, stop talking about it. Stop shaking my heart.

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