I want to become the girl, she murmured while reading the headlines in the New York Times front page. Feeling scare, she opened the newspaper and started reading the second page. She knew he name will never appear on a story, because she was, just one ordinary girl. Going to school, doing homework and helping mom on the store wouldn't get nobody to notice her. Just one story, one day. Please, she said while turning all the pages. She didn't read the paper actually, she just touched the pages, and read the headlines. As the same in the past days, today, her name was not in the paper either. She thought that just because she knew she could write very good, everyone on the world had to know it already. She could never keep writing in one of all the blogs she had already started, or even worse, finish a short story on time to hand in as an assignment. People that knew she could write real good has started to loose hope on her.She hadn't written anything in six months and wasn't planning on changing that in some time near.