The girl that was forgotten

It's happened again. I'm left alone. In this dark and empty house, where creatures lurk around every corner, and in every inch of darkness. It seems like the inky blackness will swallow me whole, and nothing will be left of me. Of course, if that happened, I would not be missed. What friends? You mean the dusty toys stashed away in trunks and closets, now casting menacing shadows on the walls? Or did you mean the stuffed animals that sit and wait on my bed for me to return? What siblings? You mean the little child thathas actually been spoken to in the past few years? Theone who gets all the attention, and has her every whim catered to? What babysitter? You mean the one that never came? The one who I waited for all night, but just forgot?What parents?You mean the ones that never so much as glanced my way? The ones who never loved me, or cared about me? The ones who buy me toys,thinking for those few moments that they remember my name that they will make me happy?Sometimes, I wish the blackness will swallow me up, and take me to a place where I can be happy. Where people notice me, and love me. Where I have friends who walk and talk. Where I have an older sisiter to look out for me.Where I won't be tossed aside like an old rag doll. But I know that it will never happen, that my entire life will be like this, alone. I know that no one will ever love me or care for me. I will simply be that girl that no one sees, that girl that everyone ignores. To them,I will never be important.I will never be special. I will simpily be, forgotten...