She walks the hallways. She never talks. Its almost like she has no voice.

No one looks at her. No one speaks to her. No one sites with her at the lunch table. No one. She is alone.

She goes home. No one is there waiting for her like usual. She climbs the stairs to her room. The one place where she feels safe.

She opens the door. She walks to her desk and searches for the one thing that will help her enjoy life.

Her headphones.

A smile tugs at her lips as she gently unravels them. She plugs them into the device she is holding. She places the buds in her ears and is taken away by the endless melodies.

She wishes she could just fade and become one with the music. She is aware that it is impossible but she still hopes.

She still dreams.