A Rainbow Through the Prism

I climbed up the curtain folds from the front entryway and scampered onto the wide wooden windowsill. Resting on the painted ledge was a small glass prism, scattering a brilliant stripe of neon colors across the paint. I carefully positioned myself right where the yellow and violet bands intersected, checking out how the bright glow lit up the front of my hoodie. When I shifted a wooden clothes pin next to it, the light splintered into vibrant rainbow spots all over the wall. The warmest chillout spot around!