Curse of invisibility
As a child, i found a genie and it gave me three wishes. I wished for more wishes (granted, you have two more wishes), I wished for the ability to turn invisible (granted, i later learned that i couldn't turn back visible) and I wished that people would stop telling me to be quiet all the time (granted, nobody can hear a sound i make). its been years, but when they say "be careful what you wish for" i start making lemonade.
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The city hums around you like a machine that forgot you're part of it. Rain slicks the sidewalks of downtown, umbrellas blooming and collapsing as people hurry past, their faces blurred by steam rising from grates. You've been weaving through this chaos for years now—slipping between shoulders, ducking under elbows—your footsteps silent on the wet pavement, your breath a ghost in the downpour. No one glances your way; no one ever does. The genie's gifts turned you into this: unseen, unheard, a s