If you every feel invisible… 
Just imagine you were a spy, or on a mission, avoiding detection. That’s what I do. My black converse make little noise and I walk at the same speed as the fastest walking person to not be heard. When I see someone I know walk by, I hide behind someone else until the don’t see me. I take mental notes of people’s attire, pretending to find my target. 

I imagine myself doing extraordinary things while I walk, dodging incoming fire, vaulting over obstacles. Make it fun, maybe you might survive a bit longer. 

On a side note, I got little to no sleep, even though I knocked out at around 8pm. Probably because I ain’t doing anything afterschool on 4/20, which is today, National weed day. My dad is anal about everything, so I can’t visit a friend’s house and do anything. I’m stuck following the same routine every day of every week since school began. I’m tired right now, I don’t want to be here doing the same. I felt happy for the first time in a while earlier this week and now I feel the monotony is back. I really wanted to taste the sweet marijuana smoke enter my lungs. Instead the only thing I’ll taste is juice while I play video games alone. Maybe I’ll go to my cousin’s house and see if I can get high with my cousin. If not, then… 

I hear quick phrases as I walk, people say things that reflect me. I’m too tired to remember many of them.