Colours by Diana Ivanova

One of the most exciting stages
of life is childhood because these are days when a child has nothing to worry about. The best part is hanging out with fellow kids all day long. But little Kenny had another point of view, when his coevals were playing on the playground Kenny was busy with his hobby. He collected marble pebbles.
Marbles is an old game, there are countless ways to play, countless games to make up. For this game you need a circle, and then marbles are placed inside this circle.
The player uses their shooter marble to take a turn. The goal of each shot is to hit one of the marbles in the center and knock it out of the circle. If the player knocks a marble out, then they get to keep the marble for the rest of the game and the player with the most marbles at the end of the game is the winner.
However, not exactly the rules of the game attracted Kenny’s attention, but the small main details of this game - marble pebbles. Marbles have different sizes, different shapes and the main one different colors. Kenny carefully selected the colors of the stones, each color was different from each other and associated with him.
Mainly in his collection were cool colors, such as white and blue. The white stones were really white as lilies of the valley. White an inherently positive color, is associated with purity, goodness, safety and perfection. So these white marbles emphasized him like a neat perfectionist. And it was absolutely true. Blue marbles, it even were more turquoise color as aquamarine. Blue represents both the sky and the sea, and is associated with open spaces and freedom. It was true that Kenny preferred to stay alone and be independence. He was obsessed with these colors of marbles, he always tried to find new and new shades of white and blue.
Once he managed to find an incredible combination of these two shades in one little stone. He was on cloud nine. The stone was the smallest in his collection, but the color shame was unreal. The pearl white rolling in a lake blue color, a mixture of these colors made him to feel over the moon! Who would have thought that the smallest marble pebble could be the best in his large collection! Kenny laid out all his “treasures” in front of him and started to peruse them. He understood that colors of his stones are so deep and delicate, suddenly he stirred at the all stones and he saw amazing picture. It looked like a deep boundless ocean with white droplets. In that moment he felt relief and calm. Kenny spent much time looking on this picture of scattered marble pebbles and all the time he noticed something new.