The world around me was almost translucent, all but me. It was like I was the only one existing. "Run April" my mom said almost screaming, I could tell she was in pain. I ran. Through the translucent walls, through the translucent fire which was no longer hot. That's when I heard the screaming. My parents were screaming their heads off, and there was nothing I could do. I continue to run down the sidewalk and eventually turned down an alley. When I looked up I could still see the smoke. And I heard the sirens. I bent my head down I wanted to cry but no tears came. A couple kids came down the alley but they didn't see me. I swear one almost stepped on me. So I stood up and ran back to my house. The fire was gone. All that was left was ash and remains. Police men and firefighters were standing around whispering. I ran into the room my parents were and I found them standing there. However, they were no longer translucent. They were just like me, without a scratch on them. "How did you survive?" I asked. My parents looked down. "April, we didn't" was all my dad said. "April, we need to leave, go somewhere better. Keep out of trouble, people can still hear you. Keep out of sight" then the ghosts of my parents disappeared. I wanted to yell, curse at them for leaving me behind. I no longer wanted to live. I just wanted to be with my parents. I walked back through my house. All of our belongings burned and scattered around. I left the house. Leaving my childhood behind.
I walked back to the alley way. Tired, but not hungry. I knew I was invisible but I had no idea of turning back. I couldn't do anything really. So in the alley I huddled into my corner and I quickly fell asleep. When I woke up I really had no idea what time it was. It was light out so I was able to narrow the time down to it no being night. God, how was I going to live. I walked down the sidewalk for a while til I got into the city. I live in Queens New York, so everything is always busy. But being invisible made it no problem. I figured out pretty quickly that people weren't able to touch me or numb into me. But I was still uncomfortable walking through people so I tried my best not to. The school day was over and I was back at my alley. I didn't even try going to school, I knew there was no point. I did However go into a coffee shop and steal a muffin. But I wasn't able to eat it and I wasn't exactly hungry so I put it back. I sat in the alley thinking of how I could turn back when a boy around my age ran into the alley, stripping his clothes till he was in his underwear, then putting on a homemade looking red body suit. His clothes which were now in a book bag he threw into the corner where I sat and then he was gone. I knew I saw that kid before. I tried to remember then I got it. It was in a YouTube video of some kid swinging on vines and stopping a car with his bare hands. It was Spider-Man.