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It smells like an attic full of toys and old photos, a stinky, dead rat covered in spider webs, and even the smell of rain on slippery concrete.
You can taste it in freshly cooked oysters, delicious Chinese cooked fish, and also in your mouth when you bite your tongue.
Gray sounds like an alpha wolf howling in the forest at midnight, hovering ghosts screaming wildly in the darkness of caves, and thunder that is booming in the dark, night sky.
It feels like annoying, fuzzy lint that flies with the wind, cold, wet rocks that you can find in rivers, and even really thick smoke that comes from forest fires.
I feel gray when I am gloomy, like when it’s a rainy day in school and the wind is blowing hard, when I am suspicious, like when I’m trying to figure out where the ball landed when I play tennis and hit the ball over the fence onto an open field, and also when I am sleepy, like when I’m staying up late to do my homework on a Thursday night.
Finally, I like gray because it is a unique and mysterious color that is “ghostly” in some way.