“Red. The color of hearts split open and the fire in my veins. A scream of rage, of cursing the white kids who had laughed at my name, of severing the thread binding me to the devils in my house. A color of passion. Of my people. Of rising from the ashes.” HappinessHealingRedMemoryMemoirThinking PositiveBreaking FreeChinese Diaspora Book:Scarlet Butterfly Source: Scarlet Butterfly