48. Blood

By Rose Strailo

It’s such a pretty color in my opinion. Dark and slick, it moves like a serpent as it mixes with the water, turning lighter. It goes from that beautiful red to such a rosy pink. It makes me think of my childhood, my cheeks colored from the sun.
That was such a happy time for me. It all disappeared though, just like the dark red is disappearing down the drain.
I giggle softly at my thoughts and shake my head sluggishly as I slide down the wall. Giggling again, I lay back and continue to watch the red turn pink before disappearing.

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