The Origin of Colors
By: Viviana Torrejon
Down memory lane, a long time ago, there was a happy city called Goldmeadow. In this city, there lived a happy creature named Colorful Cal. Cal was made of cotton candy that was as delicious as a lifetime supply of candy, and he resembled the shape of a cloud. Cal was all of the colors of the rainbow, and he smelled like strawberries. Colorful Cal also had bright blue eyes and a shiny white smile.
Colorful Cal lived in a beautiful little cottage with butterflies swarming all around it and a small little river overflowing with fish that were as pretty as diamonds and other creatures. His house was also surrounded by big beautiful trees that made it seem like Cal was living in a garden. Cal’s front yard was brimming to the top with flowers galore. Such as daisies, daffodils, lilies, roses, sunflowers and much more.
Cal possessed many friends who, even though they weren’t as colorful as him, they were still pretty friendly creatures.
There was Maroon Max who smelled like cinnamon and looked like a big puffy flower and had a big taste in nature and felt like a fuzzy teddy bear.
Mahogany Mahoney, who looked like a big piece of candy corn, whose voice sounded like a fish who could talk and smelled like nutmeg with a giant taste in jazz music, and felt like a smooth diamond.
Tan Teddy, a nice young creature who looked like a big teddy bear, sounded like a musical talker, and smelled like pomegranate with a fun taste in inventing and felt like a fluffy cloud.
Beige Bailey, who looked like a big flower and whose voice sounded like a fairy tale and who smelled like a citrus perfume and had a creative taste in drawing and felt like a squishy stress ball. They were all cheerful and fun to be around just like Cal was.
They would all cruise over to Cal’s beautiful home and play games, eat delicious snacks such as fresh pastrami sandwiches bright salads, freshly squeezed lemonade, freshly baked cookies, homemade bread and much more out on the porch. They would swim around in the river until dark and share stories by the warm fire once they were finished. Colorful Cal and his friends had the perfect life that was as perfect as a summer day on the beach until the day that everything they had was lost.
Thump, thump, thump, thump. Cal woke up to the sound of enormous thumps outside of his door. Cal jumped up from the bed and sprinted outside as fast as a cheetah for his morning stroll.
There before his eyes stood Bruce Black. Bruce Black was the meanest, the loudest, the ugliest villain that Goldmeadow had ever known. “Run! Run for your lives!” said Cal. But no one heard him. Everybody in Goldmeadow was still asleep like rocks and Colorful Cal didn’t know what to do. Cal kept yelling and yelling, but still, no one heard him. Bruce Black was known for taking all creatures' colors. Colorful Cal was so scared Bruce Black would take away his colors. “Wake up! Wake up!” yelled Cal. Cal tried so hard to wake everybody up until it happened.
It happened so fast that Cal didn’t even know what was happening at first. But then Cal realized. Cal detected that every bit of color, every tree, every flower, even the river that was next to Cal’s cottage had all turned black like ash. Cal looked at his hand and it was black. All of the color was gone.
Bruce Black was a villain. A villain that was big, black, and scary. He had two long tentacles that stretched out of him and they both ended with a big sharp claw that was very dangerous and could probably murder anyone in a matter of seconds. He was a shadowy wispy figure that had a voice like Darth Vader and was full of anger and sadness. He smelled of smoke and his only desire was to take the color away from people.
Meanwhile, Cal and his friends gathered together in Cal’s black cottage and tried to think about what they would do. They were as miserable as someone who was abandoned on an island and they were sad and terrified of what lay ahead. “ What should we do?” Cal asked. Silence.
“Is there anything we can do?” asked Tan Teddy.
“Probably not,” Beige Bailey replied.
And with that, everyone started to cry. Everyone cried and cried. Cal cried uncontrollably, Maroon Max wept softly in the corner, Mahogany Mahoney sobbed on top of Max, Tan Teddy bawled sadly and Beige Bailey let all of her tears run like a waterfall.
“I’m so scared that Bruce is going to do something even worse,” said Teddy while bawling. “I’m as scared as you,” said Max.
“We can’t just sit here and do nothing,” said Cal.
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