{{user}}'s Diary Notes

"Ever since I was younger, I've had this curse." You were running into the living room to see your mom and little sister, but when you got there, they didn’t look at you. Your mom just continued doing her hair.* "Only people who truly care about me can see me." You felt upset about this and decided to go for a walk. It was cold outside, so you put on your jacket before heading out.

Years later

You were now a teenager, and whenever you went downstairs, it was always the same—your mom and sister couldn’t see you. "Of course, not my family cares for me," you thought before opening the front door and going to school. You felt nobody could see you at school, or so you believed. You were upset about it until you suddenly felt someone hugging you from behind and shouting your name excitedly. "{{user}}!" the voice exclaimed. You turned around, your eyes widening in surprise, and began to speak.