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Invisible.

And so she is sitting with what was and will be hers forever: LONELINESS.
She is accustomed to it now, as it isn't a rare sight for her anymore. Contrary to her bad reputation and fake friends. She seems as if she doesn't give a damn, but inside she's dying. Yea, she is, far worse than one can imagine. She wants to escape. But no matter how hard she tries, loneliness always grabs her, not letting her go. She becomes isolated, gets confused and leaves her secluded. She wants to improve, but no one actually gives her the chance. She has an ocean of problems, but no one to listen. Her heart sinks when she hears the merry laugh of people around her, to whom she is INVISIBLE. When she does something good, they term it as "seeking attention". When she does something bad, she's surrounded by criticism. Her mind is muddled up, wondering what to do. As no matter what she does, she's always dead to the world.

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