This is my first story, so sorry for any mistakes.
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I'm Sariah Parker. My parents are happily married and we have an everyday house. I'm an only child. I don't have any special talents and I don't play any instruments, but I do sing. Even though I would never let anyone hear me, I'm in my schools chorus. It's kind of weird how I can't sing in front of anyone, but I can go up with my chorus just fine. I don't have the perfect body. I have extra weight, but I try to hide it from people. I have scars like many people do and my hair is not perfectly curled or straight. I Straighten my hair everyday because I hate my natural hair like many people do.
Everyday I see pictures in magazines of thin women and always wonder how different my life would be if I looked like that. I am aware that those models do not even look like that, but it still hurts seeing them. I don't do a lot of things just because I don't want to be seen. I like swimming, but I could never wear a bathing suit. I often don't walk into stores because there's people in there.
I have two best friends. Ella has been there for me since we were little kids. We can just sit in a room and have a good time. My other best friend is Ava. I met Ava online. I know they always say don't talk to strangers, but that's how I found her. If anyone has an online friend, they understand. Ava is from another country and I hope to meet her soon. I do have other friends, but most of the I only talk to in school and message outside of school.
Every day I hope to find a guy that I like and he likes me back. Don't we all? I live a fairly normal life. But then again, what is normal? Is there even a normal.
Many people ask the question, "how do I get them to notice me?" This is a struggle for a lot of people. We are the unseen people.
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Unseen
General FictionWe all read those stories with the girl who is never noticed. Suddenly every guy wants her and every girl wants to be her. For most girls this is not the case. No one is perfect. Everyone has something about themselves they do not like. There some p...