"The're many different kinds of colors in this world" he said
"I don't believe you! You’re just inventing it "
"It's up to you if you don't believe in me but that’s what I know"
"The leaves? "
"Green" he answered
"Woods?"
"Brown"
"How about the Sky? "
"Blue... but it's up to the weather"
"But the color of the sky will never change" I argued, rain or shine its color is still grey
"Maybe because your eyes are color blind"
I looked at him and I got really annoyed by his words. Then my mood suddenly change when I saw his face. He was smiling
"You're really good in pissing me off" I said
"I just wanted you to believe me"
He walks closer in front of me and we both hold each other hands. I slowly close my eyes when the sun rises up
"Can you see my true color?"
-
I am Cath
My hair is red
My skin is green
My eyes are white
I was born in a planet where everything is monochromatic black and white .I existed for 20 years and all I could see is grayscale color scheme
We are not afraid of light, but we are very sensitive to it.
I've tried it before. I tried to open my eyes in the period of time with which directly reaches the ground. But I also haven't opened it for a week. Headaches, Dry eyes and Swelling inside
Light is Painful
"Teacher, what’s the difference of these two" Amy asked, pointing the leaves with same shapes and texture
"You never know if you won’t touch and examine them"
Time, 10:00pm. In 24 hours, staying awake at night and sleeping during the day are part of our normal living. And I noticed the longer the day the shorter the night.
After teaching young people how to read and write I directly go to the garden to work again
"Cathy, be careful in the mud”
"For what Aunt Trina? Stains will not be visible in my dress "
"Though, it's still hard to wash"
When it gets dark, our eyes are active. We have an extraordinary night vision. We are free but we also have laws. Working, sleeping, eating and doing something else we want to. We see life as a short journey to get ready for the afterlife. The longest average life span in this world is 100 years old. No one in this world understands why such and in all studies we are weak in knowledge when it comes to science.
Once you learn to read, write and learn different things in the world you can choose the job you want. The reason is because life is short in our planet. Work is often focused on human physical ability. Development is also slow because the average person only acts at night
I never wish to have more in this world. I think I am contented with my life. I came home immediately after a full night to relax before sunrise but just opening the door had already given me a bright light
"AAAAaaahhhhhhhhh"
"AAAAaaahhhhhhhhh"
We both shouted. Where did the light came from? and who is this... He immediately pulled me in. He closed the door and covered my mouth
"Ssshhhhhhh"
I wanted to resist but the pain of the light still strikes me. I blocked my hand. I could feel that he suddenly turn off the thing he is holding. He let go of me before speaking
"What's wrong with this planet?"he asked" Why are you so scared of the light?"he added
"There's nothing wrong with this planet! Wait a minute, what kind of creature are you. You’re not one of us, are you an alien? "
"I should be the one to ask you that... I thought this morning no one was living on this planet but people came out at night"
"Of course! because we are human... we sleep too!"I said with disgust
"That's not my point-" he stopped suddenly someone’s knocking on the door "P-Please, let me hide here" he begged
I didn't know why I was doing this but I immediately went out and closed the door. I try to open my eyes to see who it is
"Cath? The sun is not shining yet. why do you find it difficult to open your eyes- "
“I’m okay, Aunt Trina"
"Be careful before you go to bed, lock every door and window carefully"
"And why?"I asked
"They saw an alien and it had a dangerous weapon"
"O-okay... t-thank you" *gulped*
I did nothing but to get inside and follow Aunt's order... but that alien is in my room! Shit
"Thank you" he said
I stopped
"What are you doing here in our planet ? Are you going to kill us all? "I try to open my eyes but I still have a hard effect on the light
"I'm not a Killer... I just can't see anything without the light" he said
"You're weird"
"No, you are!!! Everyone in this Planet "
"You're crazy"
"No, You- I guess I am" *silenced* "Because I came down here without any plan"
"so you’re really an Alien? Are you going to colonize us?"I asked
"You're a night person right? can't you see me? I'm just like you"
"It's all your fault! I can't even open my eyes because of that dangerous thing"
"You mean... this flashlight?"
"See? you also said It's a light! and you wanted to kill us"
"I said I'm not a killer... I'm sorry ok? I'm sorry... I don't know"
His cold and soft voice convinces me that he is not bad at all. He's just like me? I need to prove it. I tried to open my eyes even though it’s painful. I stood up and washed my face. I continued to open it slowly until its pain disappeared.
I went back to where he was. It sat as the hands rested on the table following its head that was also hanging and tilted. Is he sleeping?
I went beside him. The breeze suddenly brushed against my skin. I copied his position and stared at his face. Weird but he’s just like me
"Your hair is red"
"Your skin is green"
I touched his face while starring but fear build up in my chest when he caught my hand. He slowly opened his eyes looking directly towards me
"Your eyes are white" I continued and forced to get my hand
"So you can see me but not the same as I can see you" and he went back to sleep
-
The sun was shining but I had no intention of sleeping and letting this man do anything. I get my blindfold and even I’m sleepy I try to stay awake
"Wake up" I said as I heard his foot steps
"Yes! it's morning "
I shook his head as he said "so what's your plan?"
"Gonna get out of here. I just need my spaceship. Morning means all people here are sleeping right? why haven't you slept yet?"
I stood up and went in front of him. It retreated until his back hit the wall
"W-what are you doing" he asked
This is quite good. I can't imagine my life without colors. Colors everywhere give meaning to everything.