Colors Of JoyA Story by Lizardo When God returns your colors He was walking through a city with people and cars on
the street, there was only one problem, he could only see in black and white.
The man never smiled because the sadness of his heart kept him from being happy. The man started to walk by some stores and restaurants
with his cell phone on his hand, he wear a dark coat and black formal pants and
was very tall with dark hair and brown eyes. The man put his phone on his
pocket and started to watch what people were doing on the city, some cars were
going and some were coming, a lot people walking pass and behind him. This man
was very religious although he never met happiness. The buildings, cars,
people, everything he saw was in black and white. With his suitcase on the
right hand he watch how people were coming and going and thinking about them “Why do they look so happy” the man thought “And more importantly, why can’t I be happy like them?” Suddenly the man’s suitcase had a brown color, when he
watched what was going on, fear consumed him; he threw his briefcase to the floor
and watches how it has the color called ‘’Browne’’ “What is going on?” the man asked to himself He sees his hand, but then watches again in shock. His
hand had a tan color, and then quickly sees his other hand; they both have the
same color. The scenery suddenly starts to change around him, the
sky no had a color, a color named ‘’Blue’’. He quickly starts to run and is
surprise to see that the people around him can’t realize what’s going on. Fear was consuming him, but then another thing
changed, he didn’t feel fear, he felt happiness… Devoured by curiosity, Happiness, Joy, and Fear he
kept his pace, this time running faster but then he stopped. Once again he
looks at his two hands; again they had the same color. “God answer me!” He yelled “What is going on? What are this forbidden emotions
that I’m feeling?” “It’s something I haven’t felt in a long time…” “When my colors escaped from me, I saw everything in
black and white, I never knew what love or happiness was” Suddenly, the scene around him starts to change, the
buildings colors are slowly returning to yellow, blue, white, green, etc. the
people were now in colors too, as they pass by the man, their colors were
returning. Now the people had different colors and their clothes too, the sun
was yellow now, not white and the man, felt happy… The man is bursting from happiness and he-he finally
smiles… A real smile, not a fake one. He sees the city around him with colors, the buildings,
the people, the food, everything had colors and the sky was blue with the sun
bright yellow. Time suddenly stops, the cars and people stop moving. A man comes up to him, wearing a white coat and white
formal pants, but he couldn’t see his face, his face was really bright, even
brighter than the sun. “I saw you from up above, I heard your cries” the man
sand with a booming echo “It was time for you, to be happy” The man disappears and time starts moving again. The man, couldn’t remember what happened, or why he
felt so happy, he couldn’t remember his past in black and white. He starts walking and enters a restaurant where his
friends were waiting for him. He takes a sit in a table with them, and one of them
asks “You look so happy! Why is it this?” “We have been
dying to know how your real smile looks” “What happened?” his friends asked with curiosity “God put a smile upon my face” the man answered
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