A breeze, a cold air rushing through the dry plants that surround the bright red structure that gave a semi-virulent smell that covered the whole entire Simmens’ building. The animals, the smell, the plants, the structure, all of it was not as bright or formidable as the color or the barn itself. Nothing else interested the young ruth more than why the barn was red. As a teenager, she understood the purpose of the barn, but not the color.
“Mrs. Simmens, I’ve observed your barn for the last couple of days and I have a quick questions in regards to the color of the barn. Why is it red?” ruth asked as she crossed her arms with great curiosity and concern. “Well, Ruth. That’s a very good question and there’s quite a funny story behind it, and it’s probably not as interesting” Mrs. Simmens answered with a relaxed voice, yet at she finished her sentence she squinted her eyes trying to think about it. “I would love to know the reason and story behind it, I have been looking for an answer and your story will definitely help” Ruth uncrossed her arms as she also lifted and fixed her posture with her eyes beseeching for a reply. “Well, to be honest it was the budget. Nathan and I were talking about how much money we had to make this barn, and honestly I just said ‘ Nathan we have no money’. We thought about it thoroughly and saw that red was the cheapest color we could find to paint the barn.” She said as if there was no haste. “Is that really it? I thought there was a whole meaning behind it, perhaps that was the only color that the animals saw, it could’ve been to protect the animals from supernatural spirits, or something like a cultural legend” ruth responded with an upset and disappointed voice. “Well ruth, I guess we’ll never be satisfied. Not everything is what we expect it to be, and you know what that is called? Re-a-li-ty. I’m sorry little girl, maybe you can make your own story, or maybe understand that when you make your own barn,” She answered with such a real statement to Ruth’s voice that seemed upset. Ruth ran away before Mrs. Simmens said something else. She finally realized that you can’t have anything in life, but that if you never ask, you’ll never know.
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