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This is a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less) and each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end.
There were choices to be made every day. Simple ones like what to eat for breakfast or what to wear, coffee with sugar or sucrose. Simple decisions.
Then came the big choice day. The future makers showed me a selection of colours, each one representing where I would go in my life from then on.
There was not a door/window selection that didn’t appeal. I liked the calm, cool lime green, the vibrant, fluorescent orange or the ripe, deep purple.
I liked the look of the blue. There was a door and a window that showed shades of blue. The red around it just solidified my decision.
Little did I know that choosing blue, meant from that day forward I would be blue. The red frame was a con making the blue seem brighter.
(story: 134 words)