You sucked the colour from me. Life, once so vibrant and bright, became grey and dull. You wrung out every drop of joy until I was hollow. I retreated inside of myself, disinterested in the world around me.
But you didn’t count on me being able to fight back did you?
I don’t want you. I don’t need you. I didn’t ask for you.
And now you’re gone.
I dance out of the doctor’s office. ‘I’m in remission!’
I catch the hands of a nurse and twirl her around. Her aquamarine uniform and magenta lipstick dazzle me.
Colour has returned.
I have been on holiday so wasn’t going to participate this week, but peeped at the photo this morning and couldn’t resist.
Written for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word story inspired by a photo prompt. Check out the other entries here.