The girl sat at her desk, quiet that morning. Even with the million sounds and noises coming from each and every direction, she never made even a brief sound. Her breathing was shallow. As for her eyes, they were locked firmly onto something. Something not even another pair could see.. She was quiet, but not blind. Her voice was quiet, and toned down when she spoke, and the shivering of her body, offend told people she was just cold. But the temperature in the room was at its highest.



Every moment of her life, someone near and close to her, kept forgetting about her. Her skin was hollow and offend looked bluish from how cold she was. Every single person who’d left her, left behind some remains. Her body was that reminder. But without a soul, what did she have left.



I had forgotten her….