Chapter 1: Indrotuction
I really don’t want this to sound like a teen cliche story, but here we go…
I’m Ivy Murray, I have eighteen years old and I go to Monarch High School in the South of Canada.
Ok, that was actually very cliche.
What I am trying to say is that my life isn’t like the common main characters of extraordinary stories like Percy Jackson or Harry Potter. It’s boring and nothing cool happens, besides the fact that I can see people’s souls.
I don’t actually know if it’s the soul, I just gave that name because I couldn’t think of other, it’s more like a respective color that gives me the information of that people characteristics. Like if they are smart, creative, brave and etc. And it’s NOT cool because every time I see those things, everything that is around me, gets cloudy and it’s terrifying. Fortunately, after all those years of my life experiencing this traumatic events I got used to it and I can even control it now! Should I be happy about it?
I should stop talking about that “fabulous gift”, that life for some reason gave me, and talk about me as a person.
As I said, I’m Ivy and I live in Canada, in Regina. I know how to play piano and I like to study Astronomy. I live in a house with my adoptive father, and two cats that we adopted. And… I have nothing special actually. Maybe I should talk about my friends instead. Do they really think I’m their friend?
Anyways, let’s talk about…
Holly! Yeah Holly Cheong. She is a Korean girl who was born in Canada. She is very kind with others, but isn’t innocent, she knows what to do when the things get tough. Knows how to resolve problems in the most creative way and she is always the one to begin a project or a program to us. She is everything I wanted to be, spontaneous, innovative, creative and have good vibes. She has a purple soul. I think it fits her very well. Would purple look good on me too?
Red. Red is a good color, and it’s even better in Senna’s curly hair. She is the daughter of the owner of the Murphy’s pub where we hang out in the weekends. Very energetic, I never saw her bored or tired. I wish I was like her too, nothing terrifies her or scares her, always brave, always strong, always there with her friends. The best thing about her, is that she is proud of herself and doesn’t care about the opinions for the others. Sometimes when I’m with her, I think if she is proud to have a friend like me.
Veronica Kimberley is always wearing blue clothes, I think it makes her look more intellectual. The only thing we have in common is our British accent and coldness, but unlike me, she will be there when you need. She is incredibly connected with the nature and if it was possible, she would probably walk without shoes in the gardens of the school. She has the highest grades of the classes not like me, who always fail in some test. She is almost the therapist of us, trying to give us good advices. I think I should stop bothering her, she is too busy to hear my silly problems.
And of course, Willow McClay, probably the brightest person I ever met, like the yellow sun we see everyday. She acts like a child but, not in the bad way. Kind, happy, good puns, even if I can’t laugh about them, are the most notable characteristics. Her family is very cool, mainly her older sister. It’s impossible to not notice her in a room, the last thing I will be. I admire her very much because I never saw her depressed, it’s incredible how strong she is.
I… I’m so useless, I am nothing. Sometimes I ask myself how am I still alive. Everyone is so talented and smart. For what I exist? Why am I like this? Am I being selfish or dramatic talking just about my feelings?
Of course, when I look to myself, my soul is broken, it’s black.
Hate, fear, sadness.
When I woke up, everything that is happy goes away and the only things that are left are that horrible feelings.
The only thing I know how to do well is hate… because I forgot how love, I forgot how to be pink.
