Everyone has someone they love to spend time with.I think that person is called best friend.Your best friend can be your mother, brother or something, it doesn’t matter.Even my best friend is someone nobody can see. Even though everyone calls her an imaginary friend, I love her so much. Her name is mermaid Lory. That name gave her an evil fish. I mean, she told me that but I didn’t believe it because how can an animal without even a brain be evil? It’s easy to be friends with mermaid Lory because no one sees her, so she has no friends other than me. Sometimes I want to be invisible like her.
I want to be invisible because mermaid Lory can do whatever she wants, anywhere. Maybe even if I was invisible, I could skip the class in the exams at school.In fact, every time I went to school, people wouldn’t make fun of my acne. One day, in the mathematics lesson, our guidance teacher said that a debate team would be formed in our school. Since I was confident in myself, I raised my finger to join the group.Everyone knew I was a successful student so no one was surprised but they said it was wrong of me to go to competitions to represent our school with this look. I didn’t bother because I’m used to such things, but I would like to say to all of them there, “Everything is not about appearance, one needs reason too.”. Here we are not as lucky as the mermaid Lory. Actually, to tell the truth, Lory sometimes comes to school with me and answers all of them for me, but of course they don’t hear. Anyway, let’s continue the story. The day of the debate competition had arrived. I wore the outfit we chose with Lory and went to school. Lorry was my best friend but I couldn’t take her to school today because I get more excited around her. The competition had started, everyone was saying something about the subject they defended one by one. When it was my turn, I started to speak very comfortably, but this comfort did not last long because when I started talking, people who came to make fun of me started talking. I was having a hard time not crying when I heard their voices. I finally got off the stage crying.
When I got home that day, I felt very bad. In this life I wanted not to be seen by people. I wanted to be invisible, just like Lory. Sometimes ı get tired of insults even though I know I shouldn’t care about bad people. My only hope is not to be alone in these thoughts.