I wake up to a purple room and I thought that there was something wrong with my eyes. Or worse, I'm hallucinating but no, my room was indeed purple. Amazingly, the sky was purple. I sat on my bed, staring out of my window at the purple sky. A sight which I had never seen and I doubt would ever see again. Out of a sudden, a flow of random thoughts hit me. I sat curled up on my bed, staring out of my window, thinking. Suddenly, I felt very alone, very lonely. Even the sky seems to be feeling the way I feel thus turning to such a colour... The feeling of loneliness is not a good one. At that moment, I felt that I knew how a lonely person feel. What an awful feeling. How could someone ever feel this way? Why should people be allowed to be feel in that way? At that moment, I started to blame everyone, the world and everything else that could be blamed. Why should I encounter such feelings? Life is unfair and the world is being unfair to me. Only the sky sympathises with me. At least, there is still some form of accompaniment for me. At least the sky still feels sorry for me. Turns purple. Makes me feel even more purply. Staring out of the window, at the purple sky, thinking of my life and what lies ahead...
