As I look around, invisible to anybody, I push people trying to be noticed. I slap them, I pinch them, I do everything but they just don’t see me. So I turn against them, ruining they’re lives and stealing their wallets. I can’t believe that nobody sees me. I’m standing in the middle of a busy street yelling as loud as I can hoping to be noticed but not a single head turns. So I walk down the street with my head hung low. As I walk I accidentally bump into someone then I hear “Sorry.”. That makes me stop and turn in their direction. I run after them looking back and forth for whoever noticed me. My heart racing, I find nobody. So I walk again and as I pass my old house I hear “Hey, Donovan!”. My heart jumps and starts racing again as I turn on my heel to face the girl I used to like. “Hey, I bumped into you downtown.” She says. “Wait, you can see me?” I ask. “Uh, duh I can see you.” She says rolling her eyes. “Thank you.” I say. She looks at me with a confused look on her face and says “Why are thanking me?”. I say “Because you are the first to see me and I couldn’t thank you more.”. We walk downtown hanging out and talking. Slowly more and more people begin to notice me and I smile a little more with each person. I walk her home then go home myself with a huge smile plastered on my face. She will forever be my savior and the one who noticed me. Only she knows who she is and that’s all that matters.