“What do you see?” the doctor asks, but it is difficult to explain.
“Colors!” I cry. But I can not tell him which colors they are.
“Don’t worry”, he says. “In time your vision should clear and you’ll be able to differentiate objects.”
My eyes fill with tears for the beauty all around. I have no worry, no fear. This rainbow of colors is more than I have ever seen. What the doctors have accomplished is truly a miracle.
“David?” It is my mother’s voice. A blur of movement as she leans in to comfort me.
She is colored beautiful.
This is my submission for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge, week of 09-08-2015. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 100-175 words with which we build our stories with. My story is exactly 100 words. Everyone is invited to participate in this challenge. For more information click here.
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