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Orange. Yellow. White. Green.
Orange. Yellow. White. Green.
remember Kristi!
Orange. Yellow. White. Green.
Kristi was sitting alone, on the banks of a river, trying to remember what it was that she was supposed to remember for her next assignment. Funny though, as it wasn’t a usual assignment to have to sit around and memorize colors. Orange. Yellow. White. Green. It helped though, that she had a sort of fondness for them, as each color had it’s own story to tell. Orange. Yellow. White. Green.
Perhaps if Kristi wasn’t stuck in this bizarre school, it wouldn’t have been this way, but as it was, she was stuck, instead of learning arithmetic and things of that sort, learning color sequences. And she didn’t even know why.
They said that memory was essential: Orange. Yellow. White. Green. And that they should be able to remember anything, no matter how long the strip of colors. Therefore: Orange. Yellow. White. Green.
Surely, Kristi wished that it hadn’t had to be this way.