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Invisible
He had had a coin. He'd earned it. Yet, he stepped through the door and—
"Get out you! I won't have yer kind holdin' out grimy hands and bothering my paying customers!"
A shove and a whack and the young boy was thrown out on his back. His fingers tightened around the coin as a few familiarly unwelcome faces looked down at him. Jack slowly stood up.
"The little bird's feathers ruffled?" The tallest figure peered down at him, smirking. "Common like the rest of us…like a, like a sparrow. Poor, small and brown."
Jack glared at the taller boy, "I'm not like you."
"That so? I told you she wouldn't let you buy anything." The other boys began to circle around him and sing:
Little Jackie's a sparrow, poor, small and brown!
Won't anyone let him buy things in town!
Little Jackie, Little Jackie, poor, small and brown
No one wants his dirty face and frown!
Jack stared at their reflections in the shop's window. If they hadn't been circling and howling around him they'd all look alike. One pack of ratty looking puppies and no one would be able to tell one from the other. Someone might even mistake him for being one of them. He'd be invisible. I won't be invisible, they'll see.