Tracey Devon

"Sometimes I look in a mirror and there's nobody looking back. I know I have a reflection. I just don't see it.

Maybe it's in my mind.

Maybe I've got bad eye eyesight.

Or maybe it's something else.

My name is Tracey.Tracey Devon. did you get that? TRACEY DEVON. I'm writing this in all capital letters because it's like talking really loudly. People might pay more attention.

I never speak loudly. In fact, I make very little noise at all. I'm a quiet person. When I talk, I whisper. When I laugh-which isn't very often-it's a silent laugh. When I cry, I can feel the tears on my face, but there's no sound.

I'm not a ghost. I'm a living, breathing, flesh-and-blood 13-year-old girl. All my senses are intact. I have two arms, two legs, a heart, a brain-all the usual stuff. I've got two eyes, two ears, one nose, one mouth-and they're all in the right places. I eat, drink, sleep, and use the toilet, just like everyone else.

But sometimes I look in a mirror and I don't see anyone looking back.

Maybe it's my imagination.

Maybe I'm going blind.

Or maybe I'm not really here at all."

-Tracey describing herself in Out of Sight, Out of Mind.