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I'm standing on the outside looking in. My face pressed against the cold glass that encases me, hands beating on it to no avail; the glass won't break. I yell as the people pass me but the sound echos around me. I am all I can hear and the sound is deafening. I kick and scream, people walking pass like they couldn't see me, like I was invisible. I hear no birds, no music. All I can hear is my own breath, coming in pants now from my fight against the glass. I slide down the glass and bury my head in my hands, realizing for the first time that I'm crying and hot tears are streaming down my cheeks. I quiet myself and look up from my hands to peer through the glass. My eyes are locked with yours and I shrink back against the glass. You reach a hand out and touch the surface of the glass as a quiet gasp leaves my lips. The soft touch of your hand brings spider cracks arching across the glass and you put the other hand on the glass and it shatters around me. Suddenly I can hear everything and look up at your hand that is hovering near me, taking it and letting you pull me to my feet. For the first time in my life, I'm not invisible to someone.