The invisible man

The invisible man

Everything was normal until my 16th birthday. The clock struck midnight and all of a sudden no one noticed me. I ran to my room, looked at the mirror and saw nothing, but my clothes. 

Everything I touched was invisible, only I could see them. I went to the streets to see if anyone can see me. Everything that he tried to do didn’t work, so I stopped trying. Now I live as an invisible man. 

Fiji

This week to celebrate Fiji language week, I made a presentation about Fiji.

I learnt to blog my work.

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