"Is this some kind of joke?" I ask.
"No joke," the voice comes again.
"Where are you?" I ask, looking for the invisible boy. I know it's a boy because of his voice.
"Right here."
I turn around, facing the way I heard his voice come from. "Why can't I see you?" This is so strange. I'm talking to an invisible person. This can't be real.
"I'm invisible."
"How? Why? W-why are you following me?"
I wait for an answer, but it doesn't come.
Sorry it's so short. Comment if I should post more of this story. I'll try and post more of my other story also.
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My Guardian Angel
FantasyClaire thinks she's crazy. Wouldn't you if you were being followed by someone you couldn't see?
