From Gray to Glory by Bogdana Fediuk

I don't remember the last time I saw the sun.

The sky was gray, the grayness seeped into the room. My gloomy mood completely coincided with the weather, the rain, and the gusty wind. I put on an old stretched gray sweater and gray socks. It seemed as if I blended in with all the grayness around me. I felt like a shadow that just existed, not alive.

I bought a pink shirt yesterday. I hate pink, btw. But I so wanted to add colour to my life. I decided to wear it to work. I don't know how to explain it, but I started to smile. I walk down the street and smile. Is it really a bright element of the wardrobe? I noticed how I was attracting attention on the street. A nice guy told me I was very pretty, he gave me a pink peony the same colour as my shirt and said I was like that flower. I haven't been so happy for a long time. When I came to work, the first thing I heard was: "Wow, you're so bright today!" 

I felt something change inside me as if a drop of pink colour appeared in this bottomless gray, then blue, then green, yellow, red... I began to notice colours around me, in green leaves on trees, in a cup of black coffee, in a red sunset, and in the yellow-brown picture that is hanging on the wall in my kitchen.

Everything is alive when you see colour. What a colourful, incredible world around us. As of yesterday, pink is now officially my favourite colour.