Cattereia

The green was a calming sight for me that evening. A smile crossed my lips as I brushed away some extravagant red flowers to take a peek at the grass beneath. "My, aren't you a pretty tone today?" I mused as I admired the lovely little strands of life. I turned abruptly and fell to the cool bed of grass; a calming experience after a stressful day. "No," I muttered to myself, lost in my thoughts, "green is definitely the best..." Red, a passionate colour had always been dominant in my life. "I just knew you were going to be a baby girl," my mother had always told me. Subsequently, she'd made sure to fill my closet with pretty red dresses in m