She runs through the rain, soaked to the bone. Her clothes cling to her body, slowing her down to a snail's pace. Her life flows before her. She watches around her as her family eats dinner. Then, later, as her brother plays video games. As her sister applies makeup to her already masked face. She stares at her parents, holding hands.
She can't take it. She grabs rocks, sticks, anything that will do damage lying around her on the sodden ground. Screaming, she throws them all at the windows of her too-perfect home. Her family is oblivious. The house remains untouched. Unbreakable. She marvels at this but does not give up until her arm is exhausted. She cannot throw anymore. Another scream rips out of her sore throat and she vanishes into thin air.
She is gone.
Her family does not even notice.