That day... I remember that day... It was 4th grade, the weather was nice. The sun was brighter than in any other day. The clouds were floating around like little snowballs. My mum was driving me to school. It was a heavy traffic, she was very stressed, I remember her looking at the road like it would've killed her. But little did I know.. The next minute a man driving a truck crushed into our car...

I felt like freezing in a cold room. I tried to open my eyes but i couldn't. It felt like i was already dead. A voice in my head kept telling me "I am sorry, Help me" I felt suffocated by the words.

I kept trying opening my eyes. And when i did.. I wish i didn't.. The world how i knew it, changed.

I woke up into a hospital, I looked around me seeing my Uncle but somethimg was different.

Everything was black and gray. I couldn't see the colors of the blue sky, green trees or blooming flowers. Everything disappeared.. That was the last day i saw my colors.