Color Blind Creative Writing

“And will that be in red or blue?” the sales lady politely asked through a smile. “I’m uh… color blind.” I answer as I look down at the floor. “Either will be fine, thank you.” I rub the back of my neck. She gives me with a look of sympathy, then walks off to put in my order for the soft shirt. I sit on one of the many small, slightly uncomfortable couches that are set just outside of the dressing rooms. I hate sympathy. Being color blind really isn’t something to sympathize for. I can still see. It’s not like I’m really blind. My vision is quite good. I just can’t see colors. Oh well. Too bad. That’s just my life, and I’m living with it fine. As soon as you have one little quirk that makes you stand out from the rest of the general public, …show more content…
I look at myself in the mirror. Although I’ve accepted the fact of my disability, I do like to play a game in my head and wonder what colors the features of my face are. My eyes look to me like a darker shade of grey, so perhaps they are brown or a dark blue. My lips seem to be lighter grey, meaning they are most likely some light shade of pink or red. My hair, however, is where I’m not entirely sure. To me, it appears as a lighter grey, but this leaves room for all sorts of colors. It could be a dirty blonde or a lighter brown. Maybe even something like a shade of red.
I could always ask someone else who has normal eyes, but that would ruin my game. And I haven’t yet met someone who I’d think would do a good job of accurately describing me. The average person would give you simple answers like “brown” or “red”. I need someone to describe the colors. What kind of brown or red? What does it make you feel like when you see it? What does it remind you of? What thoughts does it provoke? Not a description of my face, but the colors themselves. I just hope I meet someone who I think is interesting enough to allow them to describe my