Red Monologue

- Dammit! Where are the keys? - They're red. Red keys...

“There, we can see your beautiful face again,” she says, depositing the washcloth into the murky water, and extracts the bandages and tape from the medical kit. “It's not bleeding, but knowing you, you'll figure a way to open it up again.” She grins.

A thousand words won’t bring you back; I know because I’ve tried Neither will a thousand tears; I know because I’ve cried. I wish you could’ve stayed longer But this is my one chance to say goodbye. Dumby Red, you always be in my heart

Great, no one said she couldn't but her being traumatized still makes no sense if she's not traumatized by all the other shit.

The morning was foggy and I could see the front of my school through my window. It was a nice sight to see. I walked into the kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal and there she was with her head down on the table. I could tell that she arrived a couple of hours ago because the tears hadn’t dried from her cheeks yet. I got myself ready gave her a kiss on her forehead and headed off to school. I had walked into class eager to see what my teacher Mrs. Padron had in store for today. Every single day there was something new to learn and there’s something about that infinite nature of learning that really appealed to me as a child. I cherished those 7 hours I spent in class the most I could and I dreaded the mere thought of having to go home where I would have to face the

The sky is terse as if it were painted cobalt blue, a hymn to life. I'm walking with uncertain steps to the TLC, wrapped in a woolen cloak like a witch fallen victim of her own spell. It's one of those days; a tiny homunculus of the caves, survived the ice age, is relentlessly punching my right eardrum. The view is blurred, and I can barely walk straight and conceal the anguish that overwhelms my reason whenever the damn caveman gets out of bed on the wrong side.

It was dark and alone and I felt the need to cry. One by one everyone I have ever loved showed up. My mom, my sister, my late girlfriend, my grandma… I could go on. Their eyes were on me and only me. I was the only stimulus in the room. The yelled at me. I was irrational . I had put them in a situation where they didn’t even know me anymore. I was the monster under the bed and I was the reason why people were scared. They yelled so loud to the point where I didn’t even know if they were screams anymore.

Well I’ll probably never get the pleasure to meet the majority of you lot due to me having to leave because of certain circumstances so why don’t I just tell you what I’m like now instead. I mentioned that I liked the color burgundy because it is a mixture of black and red. Now some of you may be thinking why that even matters and so I’ll tell you why. Those traits that go with those two colors remind me of myself. How, you may ask, I’ll also be getting to that. Now my past isn’t something I’m proud of, but it has defined who I am as a person so to judge me or not won’t change my personality. Well, let’s begin, shall we?

The color, red, symbolizes a variety of different meanings like the quote from an unknown source, “Red, the single most dynamic and passionate color, symbolizes love, rage and courage. Demanding attention, red has great emotional impact. Those who select red are aggressive, impulsive and strive for success.” In the novel, “Beloved,” by Toni Morrison, the author demonstrates the color red for the future, memories, and hope.

set us up: I am not interested in being set up. I need to be ambushed,

One of the main colors that is used in the story is the color red. The color red is a symbol of evil. The color red is also known as the color that attracts those that they don’t speak of. The color red is a color that the elders used to scare anyone from entering the woods. The creatures robe is also the exact same color of the bad color.

It is also strong-willed and can give confidence to those who are shy or lacking in will power. Being the color of physical movement, the color red awakens our physical life force. It is the color of sexuality and can stimulate deeper and more intimate passions in us, such as love and sex on the positive side or revenge and anger on the negative. Being surrounded by too much of the color red can cause us to become irritated, agitated and ultimately angry. Too little and we become cautious, manipulative and fearful.”

Every scene that Death is either mentioned in or shown in has at least one element of red in it. Wether it’s the only active color on the screen or that the overall scene is curtained by a red hue. Throughout the film,

like anyone else, you think about your soulmate every once and a while. that is, the only connection you have to them: the red cord that will hopefully lead you to them some day. actually, you might pay a bit more attention to it than necessary. but who can blame you? it's the only connection you have to someone you daydream about.

[color=red] Aye, Tinzen.[/color] I hip check Rufus out of the way so that I could have room to place the baby harp seal pelts into the crib. Then I hear Ram speak.