I was walking in the meadow looking at all the colorless flowers. The sun shining down on the morning dew didn't make a bit of difference. Not even a sparkle. Just sad black and white. As always.

Suddenly, a ladybug lands on one of the flowers, and I slightly gasp. I don't know why though. It's not like it would have made everything have color. Not even one thing would make anything have color. Except true love. Which will never come around for me. I sadly walk away, thinking of all that could be if only I could see color.

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That night I stared at my ceiling, not being able to sleep. The next day I had so much to do. Go grocery shopping, visit my mother, work at the flower shop (which was what I dreaded more than anything) watch Ophelia (My little sister) for about two hours, and then finally I would go home and relax. Relax. That's the one word that my mother tells me means the most when you can't see color. Relax, go find a date, fall in love. Maybe that can happen for her but it can't happen for me. If it was that easy I would be able to see color. Ever since I moved out I haven't relaxed, but I have been busy and kept my mind off of the fact that I can't see color. Until earlier today. The meadow. Memories come back to my mind of my childhood, being in that meadow, running until my legs ached and the sun went down and Mom would call for me to come back so we could drive home. Those were the days I could see color. When everything was almost always perfect. But now nothing is perfect, or at least how that feels. I slowly drift off into dreams of my childhood, when I could see color without having to fall in love.

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That morning, was one of those mornings that I wish I could hit the snooze button and go back to bed for the rest of the day. But I couldn't. Sigh. I got up and headed toward the mirror to brush my hair. And then headed toward the closet to pick out my clothes for the day. "A random shirt will do I guess." I said to myself. I had no idea what color it was, but as I put it on I realized what shirt it was. I quickly took it off and got another shirt. I carefully looked at it and then put it on. But the thought of that day burned in my mind. My eighteenth birthday.

"But I'll never see color again, you can't do this to me!" I had cried.

"Do I look like I care?" James said.

"What did I ever do to you James! I thought you loved me!"

"You think someone like me would ever in a million years love someone like you?"

"No.. Not at first! You showed me that you loved me and.." I trailed off.

" Well maybe you were so stupidly in love with me that you didn't even notice I despised you!" And then he was gone like that. And took my sight of color with him.

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That was it. I canceled all of my plans for the day. I just could not handle all of the memories. Luckily, there is such a thing as driving. Driving seems to calm me. But there was something else I wanted to do. Dog shelter. All of the cute puppies and dogs were just.. amazing, at least to be around. They didn't know/care what you had been through. They just wanted to be adopted and loved. I never think that I'm in a good position to get a puppy or a dog, for a lot of reasons, but today was different. I felt ready. Except I wasn't. I didn't have any supplies, or food, or a bed, or pretty much anything. "It's fine," I thought, "I'm sure they have some stuff I can buy at the shelter."

As I pulled up, I sighed happily. I almost skipped inside. I opened the door, and boom, there was that amazing feeling I get when I go there. But then it stopped. I bumped into this guy and gasped.

"I'm so sorry!" we both said at once.

"Sorry." The guy said again, "I didn't see you there."

"I didn't see you there either." I replied.

And then we just kind of stood there awkwardly.

"The name's August, by the way." The guy who had had no name said.

"Funny, my name is June!"

"Oh nice! Well I work here, so if you need me you'll find me around."

"Okay." I replied as August walked away. And then, I headed toward the kennels.