All she ever wanted was to be like everyone else. But she wasn't. The word 'normal' had never applied to her. She could pretend, but she wanted to be a big girl and big girls didn’t pretend.
She was a superhero. She had the
power of invisibility. She liked to the dress the part, just to test how far
her powers really went. She wore a cape made of an old curtain. Her mother
sewed stars on it. She wished she had the power to fly so she could touch the
stars, but they were outside of her grasp.
She would go with her mother to the
store and help with the groceries. She always wondered why no one thought it
was weird that the groceries were floating. She was invisible after all. But
still, no matter what she did with the box of Cheerios or the bag of apples, no
one seemed to notice.
Sometimes her superpowers stopped
working. People would stare at her, then, and she hated that. She wanted to
yell, “What are you staring at? Why don’t you just say hello?” but she knew it
wasn’t polite. So she waited until she turned invisible again.
She loved her dog, Sophie. Sophie
could always see her, even when she was invisible. Sophie never stared at her
or made her feel bad because she didn’t look like everyone else. Sophie loved
her and played with her and treated her like she was normal. Sometimes, when
she was alone with Sophie, she would forget, if only for a short time, that she
wasn’t normal.
She went to school but the other children
didn’t see her. Sometimes her superpowers went away and the other kids would
stare but look away when she tried to talk to them. The teachers tried to help,
but sometimes even they couldn’t see her.
It was hard being a superhero. But
being the invisible girl was better than being the girl with a disability. If
she couldn’t be normal, she would be super. It seemed only fair.
