The Dr.Martens ghost
Today on the subway I sat down in front of a father and his doughter. He was about 50 years old with a funny beard and a tired look and his doughter was in my age with her feet on the seat in front of her and her mobile phone in her hand. When I sat down with them they started comment my big black Dr.Martens in spanish not knowning that I speak the language myself. I sat there while they were talking about me, and once it didn't pass their mind that I acually was listening. After commenting my shoes for a while they started talking about normal thing, secrets and family issues you just talk about when nobody is around. And in their world nobody was around just me, a wierd girl with big shoes.
I found it quite interesting listening to their conversation about their every day life. I felt lika a ghost were I sat, present but at the same time invisable.
They got of the same station as I did but my curiosity made me follow them, the thought of beeing invisible in their world was exiting. After a while I decided to leave them. It was time for me to go n with my on every day life.
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