Red Dream by Yichen
I have a dream that I can see red one day. It may be ridiculous and foolish to most of people. But that is what I always hoped for since I was eight and it has never come true. Every day, I dream that I dance with her happily in a sea of red flowers. When I wake up and realize that it is not true, red disappeared once again from my world.
I can still remember clearly the first time she talked to me. It was ten years ago which I was eight. She was new in our class and sat next to me.
“Hello! I’m Angel. What is your name?” she said with great enthusiasm and a broad smile.
She wore a red dress which was very dazzling. Two bright eyes and the full and rosy lips on her round face made her look so perfect. She really looked like a beautiful angel.
“I’m … I’m John.” I was so nervous that I muttered under my breath.
“It’s nice to sit next to you, John. I hope we can become good friends.” She said fervently.
Actually, I was a very quiet and diffident person. So nobody in my class bothered to talk to me. I was really surprised and grateful that she wanted to be friends with me. After a few days, we became the best friends. She told me that almost all her clothes were red because it was her favourite colour. Red represents passion. That was why she was always full of energy. And I also found red colour to be more and more attractive because of her.
One day, we went to a park and boated in the river. Suddenly, she opened her mouth widely and screamed very loudly. Then she smiled at me and said, “Come, John. Do the same as me.”
“No. I don’t want. There are so many people around us. It is very embarrassing.”
“That’s why you are so quiet. You have to be confident so that people want to talk to you. Don’t be as timid as a mouse. Just shout it out! Come on, you can do it!” she said with certainly.
“OK. I will try to do it.” Then I shouted, in an attempt to match her passion.
“Not loud enough. Follow after me. We shout together.”
Then I became more audacious and we shouted crazily and happily. I was not afraid any more. And the people around us just smiled at us. After that, I was not quiet in class any more as I was not too concerned about what other people would think about me. And I became popular among my classmates. It was all because of her help.
However, bad things always happen when one does not realize yet. Angel did not come to school for a few days. At first, I thought she was just sick. But she was absent for nearly a week. I was a bolt from the blue when I heard from my teacher that Angel emigrated to another country because her father changed his job. She would not come to school any more. I would not see her any more. How could I live without her? I was so depressed that I developed a very serious fever. When my mother gave me an apple to cheer me up, I could not even see the colour. I could not see red, my favourite colour, any more. I felt like it was the end of my life. My eyes blurred with tears every day. I hoped I could see red one day, I hoped Angel could come back one day. I waited and waited…
It was Christmas Eve. The ground was covered in a pure white blanket of snow. It is gleaming under the light from the moon. I can see a red figure moving towards me. It is red! It is the colour that I yearn to see the most! It is the colour that I have not seen for ten years! When the red figure moves nearer, it was a girl who in a red dress. Could she be Angel? Is that the girl I love? Is this the girl I am waiting for? I can not believe it. Is it a truth or dream? Or is it a Christmas gift that the Father Christmas gave me?
