Sometimes Indigo felt so different from other people. She was into different things and had different hobbies, but so what? Other kids also had these weird obsessions, and nobody was mocking them or making fun of them. The only thing that was really “off” about Indigo was that she was colorblind.
People who are colorblind can’t see certain colors on the color wheel. Anyways, Indigo also couldn’t hang out, go to sleepovers, or go to parties because her parents liked to keep her at home doing practice problems to achieve better grades, or she would be attending an after-school class. She often had to do practice problems until it was bedtime.
Life wasn’t as miserable as you would expect it to be after knowing all things, though. Indigo had a good family, a very obnoxious little sister, and a few friends at school. Life was good, and Indigo was happy with the things she had.
Her sister, Heather, was never happy with the things she had. Heather was only one year younger than Indigo, and both were in high school. Heather was always asking for things like makeup, fancy pens, and so many other things, such as random school supplies no one really needs. Surprisingly, Indigo’s parents BOUGHT them for her. It was extremely unfair.
Since Heather didn’t like Indigo too much, and often tried to humiliate her, Indigo avoided her at all costs. Every evening, she loved to go to the park and watch the nightfall. The purples, pinks, and…something else was so pretty. She liked to talk to a girl named Thalia. “Thalia, what’s that other color in the sky?”
“That’s red.”
“Is red pretty?”
“I think it’s rather pretty”
After around 15 minutes, Indigo would head home and face her dramatic, showoff of a younger sister.
“Hey Indigo, where have you been?” Heather asked, “Heather, you know where I went. I went to the park to watch the sunset with Thalia.” Indigo said. Expecting Heather to be satisfied, she turned to walk away.
Instead, Heather said “Why do you like Thalia but not me? I’m much more interesting, and I’m your sister. Imagine liking a stranger more than your family!” Indigo wasn’t irritated at all. After all, she had been living with her sister for a rather long time. She just walked away, leaving Heather fuming.
Almost half a year after Thalia became friends with Indigo, she transferred to Indigo’s school. Nobody seemed to notice her, though. People just walked past her without even paying attention to her at all. The teacher even ignored her! She didn’t do a self-introduction like everyone else did, and even if Thalia raised her hand the teacher wouldn’t call on her.
One day, Thalia was missing. Indigo was concerned because Thalia was never absent. She asked the teacher, “Mrs. Moore, do you know the reason behind Thalia’s absence today?” But Mrs. Moore simply said, “We don’t have a student in our class named Thalia. Indigo, are you feeling alright?” Indigo felt the entire class stare at her with questioning eyes. She felt a bead of cold sweat slide down her back. Indigo was terrified, confused, and shocked at the same time. Thalia had joined the school months ago. She was Indigo’s best friend! Her only friend. How could everyone just forget her?
That evening when Indigo met Thalia at the park; Indigo was desperate to get some answers.
“Thalia, why weren’t you at school today? Is everything all right?”
“Indigo, I need to tell you something…”
“Anything.”
“I’m not really existing”
“WHAT?!”
“OK, so I actually died a long time ago, but somehow my ghost or spirit came back, and I’m kind of stuck here.”
“Thalia, your jokes suck.”
“I’m not kidding.”
Indigo was having a hard time taking all this in, because not all kids have ghosts as friends. “Okaay, so how exactly do I help you get to the spirit world or whatever?” Thalia said, “You have to take me to where I died.” Indigo hesitated and said, “Sounds ominous. Where do I take you?”
“Follow me.” Together the two girls walked into Indigo’s house. Apparently, other people couldn’t see Thalia. Her parents walked right past her. But there was a strange vibe in the house, one that Indigo could sense but couldn’t tell what it was about.
They went into Indigo’s bedroom. “I’m so, so sorry Indigo.” Thalia took her hand. “Look under your bed, and goodbye.” Indigo shakily looked under her bed. There were bleached bones under there. She was terrified. How could she have not noticed earlier? “Th-Thalia are these—” her sentence was cut short by her door swinging open. It was her mom. “MOM! Please! Do you know anything about bones underneath my bed?” Indigo stared at her mom in fear. What was she holding in her hand? It had a malevolent glint. Her mom said, “I’m sorry, I knew about this the whole time. I was the one who did it. I tried
building a family, to cover my mistakes, but you found out.” Indigo was shaking. Her mom approached her and said one last sentence to her.
“I’m sorry.”
A while later, Indigo woke up somewhere dark and humid, where she couldn’t see her own fingers even if she lifted them up inches away from her face. Then, everything turned blindingly bright. She was terrified.
She saw a girl that looked like her mom, but around thirty years younger. The girl was only in elementary school. She was walking with another child that looked like Thalia’s little sister. Indigo snapped her fingers. She was in her mom’s memory.
Young Thalia opened her mouth and started to talk. “Rue, what do you think of the murder that happened last night? Did you see it? It was all over the news!” All the color drained out of Rue’s face. She forced a thin smile and said, “Of course I did!”
“Are you okay? You look so pale. I can take you to the nurse if you want to.”
“No. I’m fine. It’s about time class starts.”
“Okay…”
Later that night, Thalia and Rue had a sleepover planned at Thalia’s house. They told creepy stories, read books, and ate snacks like any other sleepover Indigo has seen. All of this was innocent enough, and she had no clue why she had to be seeing this. But there was something weird about this room. Indigo felt like she knew it…After a while, the realization hit her sending a chill down her back. It was her bedroom.
Another hour later, Rue came from downstairs claiming that she had been rummaging for midnight snacks. But, behind her back was not a pack of chips. It was a knife. She went up to Thalia and said,
“Thalia, I’m sorry for doing this. I don’t think I can tell you my reasonings yet, but I promise I don’t do this kind of thing for no reason.”
“Rue, you just grabbed some—”
“Rue, is that a weapon you have?!”
“Yes.”
Then the memory flashed red and faded to black again.
People who are colorblind can’t see certain colors on the color wheel. Anyways, Indigo also couldn’t hang out, go to sleepovers, or go to parties because her parents liked to keep her at home doing practice problems to achieve better grades, or she would be attending an after-school class. She often had to do practice problems until it was bedtime.
Life wasn’t as miserable as you would expect it to be after knowing all things, though. Indigo had a good family, a very obnoxious little sister, and a few friends at school. Life was good, and Indigo was happy with the things she had.
Her sister, Heather, was never happy with the things she had. Heather was only one year younger than Indigo, and both were in high school. Heather was always asking for things like makeup, fancy pens, and so many other things, such as random school supplies no one really needs. Surprisingly, Indigo’s parents BOUGHT them for her. It was extremely unfair.
Since Heather didn’t like Indigo too much, and often tried to humiliate her, Indigo avoided her at all costs. Every evening, she loved to go to the park and watch the nightfall. The purples, pinks, and…something else was so pretty. She liked to talk to a girl named Thalia. “Thalia, what’s that other color in the sky?”
“That’s red.”
“Is red pretty?”
“I think it’s rather pretty”
After around 15 minutes, Indigo would head home and face her dramatic, showoff of a younger sister.
“Hey Indigo, where have you been?” Heather asked, “Heather, you know where I went. I went to the park to watch the sunset with Thalia.” Indigo said. Expecting Heather to be satisfied, she turned to walk away.
Instead, Heather said “Why do you like Thalia but not me? I’m much more interesting, and I’m your sister. Imagine liking a stranger more than your family!” Indigo wasn’t irritated at all. After all, she had been living with her sister for a rather long time. She just walked away, leaving Heather fuming.
Almost half a year after Thalia became friends with Indigo, she transferred to Indigo’s school. Nobody seemed to notice her, though. People just walked past her without even paying attention to her at all. The teacher even ignored her! She didn’t do a self-introduction like everyone else did, and even if Thalia raised her hand the teacher wouldn’t call on her.
One day, Thalia was missing. Indigo was concerned because Thalia was never absent. She asked the teacher, “Mrs. Moore, do you know the reason behind Thalia’s absence today?” But Mrs. Moore simply said, “We don’t have a student in our class named Thalia. Indigo, are you feeling alright?” Indigo felt the entire class stare at her with questioning eyes. She felt a bead of cold sweat slide down her back. Indigo was terrified, confused, and shocked at the same time. Thalia had joined the school months ago. She was Indigo’s best friend! Her only friend. How could everyone just forget her?
That evening when Indigo met Thalia at the park; Indigo was desperate to get some answers.
“Thalia, why weren’t you at school today? Is everything all right?”
“Indigo, I need to tell you something…”
“Anything.”
“I’m not really existing”
“WHAT?!”
“OK, so I actually died a long time ago, but somehow my ghost or spirit came back, and I’m kind of stuck here.”
“Thalia, your jokes suck.”
“I’m not kidding.”
Indigo was having a hard time taking all this in, because not all kids have ghosts as friends. “Okaay, so how exactly do I help you get to the spirit world or whatever?” Thalia said, “You have to take me to where I died.” Indigo hesitated and said, “Sounds ominous. Where do I take you?”
“Follow me.” Together the two girls walked into Indigo’s house. Apparently, other people couldn’t see Thalia. Her parents walked right past her. But there was a strange vibe in the house, one that Indigo could sense but couldn’t tell what it was about.
They went into Indigo’s bedroom. “I’m so, so sorry Indigo.” Thalia took her hand. “Look under your bed, and goodbye.” Indigo shakily looked under her bed. There were bleached bones under there. She was terrified. How could she have not noticed earlier? “Th-Thalia are these—” her sentence was cut short by her door swinging open. It was her mom. “MOM! Please! Do you know anything about bones underneath my bed?” Indigo stared at her mom in fear. What was she holding in her hand? It had a malevolent glint. Her mom said, “I’m sorry, I knew about this the whole time. I was the one who did it. I tried
building a family, to cover my mistakes, but you found out.” Indigo was shaking. Her mom approached her and said one last sentence to her.
“I’m sorry.”
A while later, Indigo woke up somewhere dark and humid, where she couldn’t see her own fingers even if she lifted them up inches away from her face. Then, everything turned blindingly bright. She was terrified.
She saw a girl that looked like her mom, but around thirty years younger. The girl was only in elementary school. She was walking with another child that looked like Thalia’s little sister. Indigo snapped her fingers. She was in her mom’s memory.
Young Thalia opened her mouth and started to talk. “Rue, what do you think of the murder that happened last night? Did you see it? It was all over the news!” All the color drained out of Rue’s face. She forced a thin smile and said, “Of course I did!”
“Are you okay? You look so pale. I can take you to the nurse if you want to.”
“No. I’m fine. It’s about time class starts.”
“Okay…”
Later that night, Thalia and Rue had a sleepover planned at Thalia’s house. They told creepy stories, read books, and ate snacks like any other sleepover Indigo has seen. All of this was innocent enough, and she had no clue why she had to be seeing this. But there was something weird about this room. Indigo felt like she knew it…After a while, the realization hit her sending a chill down her back. It was her bedroom.
Another hour later, Rue came from downstairs claiming that she had been rummaging for midnight snacks. But, behind her back was not a pack of chips. It was a knife. She went up to Thalia and said,
“Thalia, I’m sorry for doing this. I don’t think I can tell you my reasonings yet, but I promise I don’t do this kind of thing for no reason.”
“Rue, you just grabbed some—”
“Rue, is that a weapon you have?!”
“Yes.”
Then the memory flashed red and faded to black again.
