As I was walking to her house I noticed that people didn't acknowledge me. It was odd. It's not like I really wanted them too seem me, but still. Not only did they not move out of my way, I didn't get the normal freak stares. The stares about how I'm dressed or how I wear eyeliner. I wasn't getting them. Honestly it felt good but... It also felt empty. Walking down St. Adams street was different too. I would usually be greeted by multiple people that I went to school with. The people in my crowd obviously. I saw Jake but, he didn't see me. I saw Meredith and Ophelia, but they just went on laughing. They didn't attack me with hugs like they did every day.
I was walking and I finally got to see the world for what it was. I saw mothers, fathers, babies, children, and the elderly. I actually even smiled a little. I was breathing in the cool air when suddenly a man just starts staring at me. I stopped in my tracks and stared at him too. Could he see me? Was he a psychic? I walked over to him and we kept our eyes locked on each other. As I came closer he started to inch forward towards me.
"You can see me?" I asked him with a slightly pleased tone in my voice.
"Well yes, why wouldn't I look at you? I don't know why others aren't looking." he replied. He seemed confused.
"Why do you say this?"
"Well have you looked at yourself boy? Your face is all... screwed up."
What? What does he mean? My face is all screwed up? I quickly walked to a nearby window of a shop on the street. My god... he's right. My face IS all screwed up. My eye looked like it had been drilled out then burned. There was blood, bruising, and charred skin hanging by smaller pieces of skin. Why was I not feeling the pain? I crashed my head hit the steering wheel and thats why there was bruising. The glass shattered and it went into my right eye, which caused the skin dangling and my eye being almost out of the socket. The thing that I couldn't figure out was why I was burnt. Why my whole right side of my face and neck were burnt.
As I was nearing Lizzie's house I could feel the sadness. It's like when you KNOW something isn't right and someone is doing something they shouldn't. When I got to the door I could hear sobbing and the TV on. I screwed up.. I really screwed up. When I knocked on the door the sobbing ceased and I heard the door locks undo. Lizzie's mother Daniell opened the door and I could see the mascara runs down her face. As she wiped the stains away from her wet face she looked right past me.
"HELLO?? YOU KIDS NEED TO STOP DOING THIS!!" She yelled out the door.
"Uh.. Daniell? Is Lizzie home?" I asked still standing in the doorway. She rudely closed the door but I knocked again. This time I knocked in our secret way. The knock we made up so that Lizzie's dad didn't know it was me. Two knocks wait three seconds and then knock two other times in the top two corners of the door. She opened the door slightly and looked into my eyes. I knew she knew now. I wanted the family to see me.
"Seth...? Is that you... you're.... you're supposed to be dead. I thought that... No one knows that knock besides you me and Lizzie..." She said with tears coming to her eyes. She reached out and I could feel her hand pass right through me. "This can't be. Seth is gone.. someone is tricking me."
"No Daniell it's actually me. I promise." I tried to say, but she didn't hear me.
She closed the door in my face as she burst into tears silently. As I started to walk away, doubting that I would ever get Lizzie's help, I decided that I wasn't going to give up. I walked right up to the door, rang the doorbell, and gave all my energy to become a solid visible person. This time Lizzie's dad opened the door. Shit he hates me so much, he's gonna kill me! To my surprise his face came to a bright smile when he saw me.
