A prank? ~ 5

CHAPTER 5

Yeah, this is just one huge prank, well if they want me to believe I'm invisible, so be it.

I waltzed into the fish - and - chip shop as if I owned the place. No one took any notice of me.

I pushed behind the counter and studied all of the chips and pies, deciding which one I fancy.

I slid open the glass slot door and pinched a thick, golden chip.

Still, nobody noticed me.

I cupped my hand and scrapped all the chips onto the floor, making a horrendous mess. Still, I went unnoticed.

Suddenly an employee walked in and slipped on the pile of chips now mushed on the floor.

"What the hell!?" she exclaimed "how the bloody hell did this happen!?"

I stood above her and still, she didn't see me.

Galloping around the kitchen I broke everything I physically could and I made messes that even I wouldnt be able to clear up.

All the people that stumbled apon the messes I made all 'acted' as though it was natural karma of just something that would happen on a normal day.

I realised that the sky was that now a familiar dark blue and the sea was black, I was more awake this time and I remembered how uncomfortable the rocks on the shore were, so I went in search of other temporary accommodation.

Searching, I walked into a café that had been accidentally left unlocked and inside was a beautifully laid out seating plan with every table perfectly where it should be. Including some wonderful red velvet sofas they used in the bigger booths.

And quietly, I went over to them and sat down. They were surprisingly springy but oh so comfy.

What if I wake up and someone has called the police on me!? What if they think I'm homeless? Were only two of the questions racing through my mind and another question, what if this isn't a prank?

Weeks went by and nobody ever noticed me, not even all the messes I made or the food I ate. I felt bad, I was stealing a lot but I had to!

It got to the point where the excuses I had previously made for myself did nothing to provide closure. My brain convinced me, I must be invisible.

I had to start thinking straight. No more excuses, I'm going to live life as if I am invisible.