Invisible

Invisible

written by: Vinita Singh

Once there was a young lady, who was by nature not really seen. She was not viewed by the outside world. Instead she was invisible.

She could feel reality. A life that, she was living. She could perceive the world around her. She could feel what others thought of her. How they judged her and what they thought of her. She could even feel the negativity around. One thing she could really feel was not the emptiness and lonliness that she was surrounded by. She could only feel she did not exist in the outside world. She was invisible. She felt that others did not see what she felt, what her journey of life had been like. Although she looked out the window of her house, she saw nothing but the house and the trees around her. Not a soul to be seen. At times, she felt that she didn't matter to others because she did not get the attention she wanted. People around her did not really know her. She was invisible because people did not see how beautiful she really was. How talented she was. How smart she really was. Others did not know and understand that she was above average in intelligence. She could do things others were not able to do. She could see things others could not see. She could feel certain things of the future and see it in her dreams.

The fact was she really didn't go out, until she started moving more to different states and seeing different places. This really made her stronger than others. She met different faces, that really spoke to her but were not really infront of her. She saw herself move away from certain negativity of words, and she wanted to stay away from all negative thoughts or messages that were thought of in the world.

She started seeing her talents of dancing. It became a passion for her. She started seeing herself in writing poetry, it became easy words turned into poetry for her. She saw herself writing small stories, with little effort thoughts. They came from her mind written and shared only with certain friends. She saw herself cooking dishes she never really made before. Shopping and finding things she loved. Even with all these things she knew about her. She did not take these talents anywhere outside. It was all concealed from the outside world. No one knew these things about her. She kept it inside all to herself. No one really saw her. At times she felt she just existed to do the things of everyday life and live. She wasn't able to put more time into her talents.

She was invisible by others. She was not seen or understood in life.

Vinita Singh
August 30, 2009

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