Kagome Higurashi

I should have known.

I should have known my boring, invisible life would all change when they came.

I've been invisible for as long as I can remember. It's not that I'm a disliked person, I'm just not there at all. Do you ever get the feeling you're looking at something, but at the corner of your eye, you'd see something else? When you turn, it's not there any more. I guess I'm like what they all see in the corners of their eyes, they just never turn. I guess I just like to keep to myself. When someone talks to me, I almost can't hear them anymore. They're just another buzzing channel, finding it's way into my head. I'm fine with that. Nobody sees me. For as long as I could remember, I couldn't see them either.

I remember a time when I used to care about it. I used to try. I used to push, shove, slip through, anything…to try to get people to notice me. In the end, I became who I am now. I became indifferent.

In a way, I know who everyone is. I know that Mikiyo Sakai, one of the most popular girls in school, has an eating disorder and is highly unstable. I know that Rai Seiveri, the student body present, has foster parents and has never known his parents. I know lots of things. It's mainly an advantage of being someone that nobody knows.

There's not even so much to tell about me. I don't like to read, I don't often write, and I completely dislike studying. I don't have any friends. I go everywhere by myself. Sometimes I ride roller coasters over and over so I can sit there, close my eyes, and listen to the music in the wind as we speed down. No, I don't have anything wrong with me.

I'm just, me.

I have a stepmother. She's a lot younger than my dad. In a way, I guess she loves me, and I'm attached to her. Just not in a motherly way. She's foreign, with gorgeous blonde hair and tanned skin. Her name is Petronella, but everyone calls her Nelly. She's nice. I hardly ever see my dad. He's always in some other country, doing who knows what. Despite that, Nelly's strong.

I remember my mom more than I'd like to. She walked out on me when I was eight. I had expected it for a while, knew it was coming. But for some reason, I just couldn't imagine a woman who had been such a big part of my small world just disappear. I remembered hearing my mother crying at night. I lay in bed, wondering why. Sometimes my father shouted. During those frightening times they argued, I shut myself in the closet, closed my eyes, and tried to disappear. And then one day, it was all over. My mother dried her tears, packed her things, kissed my forehead, and drove away. She never came back.

My most treasured possession is an iPod. That's all I do. I listen to music. It's life. It was the essence of everything. If you listen closely, you can hear music in any place imaginable.

Before I knew it, I found myself in other places. I'd close myself to the world I knew now, and I let myself enter another. I didn't need my senses. All I needed was the music pumping through my body. I'd be in one spot, maybe in a spot I'd sat in, or gone through for years. I could sit there for hours, doing nothing. Eyes, mouth closed. I'd just stay there. At the same time, I wouldn't be there at all.

That was my life. It was all I knew of life; at least, until they came. They were Inuyasha and Sesshomaru Yoshita, a beautiful awakening to my peaceful world.