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Color: Red
The red dress blazed against the bleak grey streets. The rain had started falling a mere 15 minutes ago, but as the woman didn’t have an umbrella with her, she was already drenched. Still, her loosely curled chocolate brown hair seemed to be untouched, and bounced with every step. The only other sound that accompanied the hissing rain in the empty street was the echoing footsteps of the woman’s red converse splashing in the quickly-forming puddles on the sidewalk.
The woman began to look for shelter, and saw a few bright windows from which warm light streamed through. She began to think of knocking on the door, asking to stay for a night. But, then her senses came to her, and she remembered that these places most likely bore false hope, as every other place in this wretched city had. All she needed to do, was get out.
And then, a sound came. Screaming wheels, splattering excess water on the asphalt everywhere. The woman immediately covered her face, not wishing for any of the dank grey-green water to get near her eyes, nose or mouth. The noise stopped, and the woman peaked through her hands. It was a promising glow, similar to the other buildings. But this light was truly what she was looking for. It enveloped the area like a miniature sun, and gave hope to the desperate woman. The bus out of the city had arrived.
The woman eagerly pulled out her wallet. She noticed she had only a few dollar bills left, the last of her hard earned money, the money she had protected so dearly for months. For emergency, she had said, which seemed bizarre to those who had asked, as she had all the money and things she wanted,at that point. Well, it had been what she thought she wanted. Those good things came with many bad things, and now, she just wanted out. Now was the emergency she had been waiting for, her salvation.
A warm feeling hit her, the bus doors had opened. She basked in it for a second, then eagerly dashed on board. On a sudden impulse, she looked behind her. Nothing but the dark could be seen.
The darkness was behind her.
And the future was bright.

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