School is boring.... as always.
I take notes and study.
I looked around as I walked along steps matching the crowd. Being careful to not do anything that might catch unwanted attention.
I analyze the actions taking place around me. I see other students laughing, chatting, crying, and even kissing. Gross.
I quickly turn my head, only to find a pair of eyes staring at me. Weird.
This freaks me out so I move quickly to my last class. During class, I can't stop thinking about the eyes that were looking at me. Thinking back I didn't even check who it was due to the shock.
No... they probably weren't looking at me. It was probably a coincidence. No one cares enough... Not even my parents. I bitterly think.
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The Invisible Girl
Algemene fictieThe story of a girl who wishes to be unseen, like the colors in her life.