The Invisible String Read Aloud 소설 & 이야기

It was as if invisible strings were tugging at me, urging me back. That night, when the mansion fell silent, I found myself standing once again in the library. My hand trembled as I reached for the book, heart hammering in my chest. This time, I pulled it free. And as I opened it—words glowed faintly on the page, shifting and twisting as though alive. Then I saw it. A name. My name.

"Fine, like fine is a complete word that means what it means." Lena put the cap on the lip gloss and turned to face her fully, which was Lena's way of indicating that she was no longer making casual conversation. "You've been with him for two years. You barely talk about him. You talk about the shop, you talk about your aunt, you talk about the book you're reading. You don't talk about him." "Some people are private." "You're private. He's invisible." Ignoring the comment, Serena picked up her bag. "Let's go."

Lucas tries to wipe my eyes with his little towel, he is six years old, and he is so cute. "I am so happy to see you, I thought we would never see each other again," I hug them once more, very tight. "Here," Lucy hands me a piece of paper, I stand up and analyze the drawing: All the children are together in a garden, and next to them are the adults, me, Cris, Leandro, Luana and.... "Who is that in the suit, Lu?", I ask Lucy. "It's Mr. Invisible," she says smiling, leaving her window showing.

Sean extended his hand containing a twenty-dollar bill. "What's that for?" She asked looking at the money confused. "For any emergency you have, lunch or any other stuff. I'll pick you at three. " Amy grabbed the money and said goodbye to Sean before leaving the car. She walked through the familiar halls of that school, ignoring the inappropriate PDA most couples showed and the students who also ignored her during the last years. By now she was used to this, to be invisible. She just ignored them as they ignored her, it was easier that way. She walked to her locker and grab her books when she heard someone say "boo " in her ear, she turned and it was Dana.

Word traveled fast when you were a part of a pack mind-link and all it would take was one glimpse for Edward to know where I was. “Invisibilis,” I drew my magic around me as a student turned down the aisle I occupied. It slithered over my skin like oil, blending me into the background of colorful books. I stepped to the side, exiting the aisle just as they entered, our bodies almost skimming one anothers.

I touched the red string and wonder how come I am wearing a bracelet made from red string. In my mind I see a little girl listening to a story from an older woman, ‘Legend has it, there is an invisible red string that connects us to our soul mate. Regardless the time and distance the red string will remain unbreakable,’ she added. ‘And one day the red string will connect the two persons separated by time and circumstances.’ the old lady said to her little granddaughter. ‘Is there an invisible red string on my hand, Obaasan?’ ‘When time is right, there will be,’ the old woman answered. ‘You will know it.

It vanished as fast as it appeared. "Maybe fate will send me somewhere I'll seek my purpose," an imaginary image of an unending red string unknowingly tied him, without his knowledge and awareness, to somewhere in the void and turned invisible as a single-celled microorganism swam around him, and a lamp brightened his entire being. The former disappeared before the latter showed its presence. But these two mystical things have dark colors as if they are not entirely formed.

It branded itself into me and left a trail of cold crawling down the back of my neck. I held still. If I flinched too hard, I thought it might notice. I glanced sideways. Elias kept marking the floor, unaware. Whatever this was, it was mine alone to hear. I exhaled through my nose, slow, controlled. The sound had depth, carrying weight without sound. Like it had been stored in a language I didn’t know I spoke until now. And then the air went flat, the tension coiling back into whatever space it had crawled from. But I could feel it still—like invisible fingers still resting on my skin.

" I tried to swallow. Then we will rewrite all. Beyond the Vault, the trees stirred. One shadow passed between them...loudless, inhuman, translucent with gold. Echo tilted her head. She had found the hidden signal. She reached forward, fingers brushing the Vault's invisible barrier. It hissed under her touch, sparks flaring. She smiled. And whispered: "Walls break." Then she vanished into the dark.