Gray Day

by horrorfan13

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The day the world went gray started out normal enough. I got up.
Got dressed.
Drove to my usual spot.
Got out.
And began running.
I try to run everyday, so this wasn’t unusual. And I always run the same path, through the same stretch of woods. So there wasn’t any cause for concern. But half way through my workout, the color drained out of my world.
And when I say drained, that’s exactly what I mean. The colors rained down and soaked into the earth. And only gray was left.

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Average Reader Rating: 4.0 stars out of 5

  1. Gray Day

    SJHundak/S.J.Willing's Buddy Icon SJHundak/S.J.Willing

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Darn you must have felt really washed out bu all that :)

    nice piece

    S.J>

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    Lone Writer's Buddy Icon Lone Writer

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Wow. a world without color. creepy… What would we call oranges?! Grays?!!
    Jk! I really liked this story.

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    RunningWithScissors' Buddy Icon RunningWithScissors

    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    i just realized. how could we have a world with no colour?? black and white and grey are all colors no matter how erm. not-bright they are. :]] sorry. just thought of that.

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    Sturek's Buddy Icon Sturek

    Posted 8 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Actually I think my art teacher always said white and black and gray are no colors but merely diferent levels of brightness. But I don’t know. I kinda like gray (but maybe that’s because this place sure is as gray as it gets).
    Great piece, I really liked the image of the colors raining down and being washed out. Somehow reminds me of Sin City.

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