Everything but the color hazel

Date: 9/3/2019

In front of me, I see a grid. There are colors like colors that eyes come in, and someone had decided to get rid of all of them except hazel. This, naturally, would mean that the people would be disposed of is well. I had hazel eyes, but I was worried for what would come from us. They kept us there and got rid of the others, but I wasn't excited for what they had in store for us. I was with the group of boys about my age. I feel like here, I had a home. There were plants all around and I used to care for them. Big leafy ones like Jules Fern.