In the town of Marshville, there live a young woman. She is just an ordinary person, no different compared to anybody else. Her life is going normal, nothing out of order. But one day, it was her birthday.  However, something change her life forever. And it happened on the supposedly the best day, which turn it into the worst day ever.

A young 17 year old girl is seen to be very excited while getting ready for the day.

'It is my birthday! I'm gonna officially become an adult! Think of how wonderful that would be!" She squeals inside her head.

She walks out of her house, cheerful and excited as ever. 'Did they plan a surprise for me? Or do I have any present? Oh, there is so much possibilities!' she thought while continuing her merry walk to her workplace.

Once she reached the workplace she looks around to see if any of her friends is nearby.

Further walking later, she saw Charlie, one of her co-worker and close friend. Charlie had been sick for the last couple days, so seeing them here makes her surprise. She walks to them, wanting to greet them. As she gets closer she greets them, asking them about their well-being. And that, is when everything starts crashing down.

"Oh, hey Charlie! Are you feeling better today?" She said as she reached out to tap her friend's shoulder. However, she couldn't. Her hand past right through her friend's shoulder. She stopped in her track.

"..." She was stunned. Shock at what just happened. She looked at her friend, to see if they notice it as well. But...

They just walk away, as If they did not see, feel or even hear her at all. She look at her hand, and clasp them together. They touch each other normally. But when she tried to tap other people, they past through.

"W-w-what's going on?!" She cried out in sadness and fear.

The rest of the day is spent with her trying to make others notice her. She even saw her friends getting a party ready for her birthday. However, they couldn't notice her as well. In the end, the party is cancelled and all of them are worried sick for her.

The day ended as she walks home. Her steps are light and soft. Tears are still running down her face and her eyes are red from all of the crying. Her throat felt sore from all of the shouting she have done.

She enter her house and went straight to her bedroom and lay down on her bed. Curling up, hugging herself, she mutters:
"This is the worst birthday ever..."