I saw a girl under a street light, one night.

The light against her black, raven hair, made it stand out like a single light in the darkest night.

She just stood there, unmoved by anyone or anything around her...

She was like a ghost, living among mortals, who could not see her with their own eyes.

Her skin was pale, transparent almost...

Maybe, she was a ghost.

She had started to walk toward the road, into oncoming traffic, I closed my eyes and screamed...

I opened my eyes and see... Of course, how could I have been so blind?

There was no girl, because I was watching my own death...

I was the girl under the street light...

The light flickers...

I flicker back...