As she prepares herself to get to school.
Looking into the mirror and hearing the echoes of their laughter, tears begin to flow down that innocent eyes.
She walks down the stairs and with just a little careless move, she falls down covering her face.
Laughter storms in again, instead of standing up and taking the next step, she runs and hide in a dark secret place.
A place where she feels safe and secure.
A place where no one could listen to her cries.
As the school bell rings, she took her mealbox and start eating.
No one knew her name or neither she existed.
And the next day was none like the others.
She would never speak or neither take a look at her surroundings.
She would just hide her face from the world and keep quiet.
Students in class make fun of her. They would cut her hair and accuse her for all their wrongs.
She would only admit and take the consequence.
Nothing changed for the next 2 years.
It was her senior year, and she was asked to attend her graduation ceremony in the school hall.
She helped out as the backstage crew. All she has to do is to make sure that the light was turned on and turned off at the right time. And she also has to close the curtain when a particular performance was done.
It came to the last performance where a young lady took the stage and played the piano while she sang a beautiful song.
Not only she stole the spotlight of the day but she stole hearts of many.
She stands up and takes a bow before she leaves the stage and back she went to her duty place.
With her hair all tied up in a high up pony tail, showing off her sharp facial features and a lavender silk dress which touches the floor.
No one knew it was her. No one ever saw that beautiful face.
No one knew she went for the audition. No one, no one and no one.
Everyone was amazed by her performance and started asking who is she?
That's when she whispered I'm miss invisible.
This short story reminds me of a friend of mine back in my old school.
I'm writing this for her, to tell her that she deserves the spotlight more than anyone in the school does. So this is for you my dear old friend.
And lastly a song by Marie Digby, miss invisible.
And lastly a song by Marie Digby, miss invisible.
