Mallory Joyce comes from a long line of nothings, a family of nothings, she is nothing. She believes that nothing extraordinary will ever happen to her. She lives a life of invisibility. Her life is a blank canvas. She is an observer, she knows what's coming, she just doesn't know if she'll survive. This is a short story that I wrote a while ago, but just decided to publish. There will only be one part to this, but if you would like to see more by me, let me know.All Rights Reserved