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Invisible

     You wouldn't have known me a year ago. I knew you though. We were in the same schools for seven whole years. Seven. You never noticed my existence. I take that back actually. Back in sixth grade, you and your friends laughed at me as I tried to walk down the stairs carrying eight thick binders. I fell and broke my arm. I was in a cast for three months.   
     It's not like you were the only one who ignored me. No one noticed me. I was invisible. Not really invisible, unnoticed. If someone looked in my direction they would see me. It's just no one ever did. And I mean no one. I don't even think the teachers really noticed me. Not really. I mean they called on me and stuff but they never really noticed me. No one did. I'm one of those people that no matter how many times you see me, you'll always forget my name.    
       Today, something strange happened though. You noticed me when I opened the door for you. You've never noticed me before. You even smiled. I've never been smiled at before. It was weird. Like someone......I don't know. Wow. You noticed me. You did. You made me visible.

"Trick o' Treat"

       They say the house was haunted. Johny didn't believe in ghosts and neither did I. It was my little sister I was worried about. She had said she wanted to go every house with us and this was the last one. I was pretty  impressed with her, going to every house without complaining.
     "Come on."Johny called as he started up the gravel pathway. My sister's hand grasped on tight to mine. I could feel her cold sweat on her palm. It made her hand sticky. Or maybe that was my sweat.
     Once we got to the house my sister started to shiver, and Johny started to question my bravery.
    "You scared Tucker?" he asked me.
    "No." I replied not sure if I had just lied. Johny took my sisters hand from mine and pushed me up the porch  steps and onto the doormat. I looked down at my feet. The doormat had "WELCOME" written on it in capital letters.
   "Knock." Johny commanded. Even though I hated the idea I did just that. My sister ran back down the gravel pathway. She couldn't take it anymore. Neither could I.
    I raced after her, my heart beating a thousand times a minute. As we ran home I heard Johny yell something but I couldn't make it out. I didn't look back though, just kept running.
   After that I never saw Johny again. He didn't come to school anymore, the other kids told rumors about him but I knew the real reason. Nothing was ever the same after that.

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Hello everyone in that big wide world. I'm new here and would like to tell you all about my blog.On this blog I will post my short storys that I have written.

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