I Don't Exist...

My name is Nicole, You can call me Nikki. 3 years ago, I was going to buy groceries for my mom when a car hit me. I didn't feel it, my skin ripping open and starting to spill blood... I just saw it. I felt at peace standing there, an uncomfortable eerie peace. It's been 3 years I've been roaming the streets of Baltimore witnessing the everyday phenomenon of Humans. No one can see me or even hear me. I don't exist. Or so I thought... I was siting on a park bench in Latrobe Park when I suddenly felt warmth coming from my left direction. I looked that way to see a boy about my age eating a sandwich. He looked my way and asked me if I wanted a slice...