Invisible

I was invisible last night. I could see other people, they just couldn't see me. Even when I would scream and shout for attention, they would glance in my general direction for a few moments with a confused look on their faces, and then return to being interested in the things they could see.

I always thought that it would be really cool to be invisible; I could do wacky things and nobody would know it was me. I could get away with anything! But actually, being invisible is just really lonely.

I hate it when I'm invisible.