Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Samantha Manson, but I prefer Sam. There's a lot of things I can say about my life, but that it is simple and normal is definitely not one of those things. Everyone else usually worries about finding jobs or falling in love, but not me. I had a special gift that only few have. It's a long story, so I might as well start from the beginning ...

A young girl around the age of five was sitting on the couch, watching the snow that fell upon Amity Park. She let out a deep sigh, her purple eyes focused on the snowflakes that slowly descended to the ground. She pushed her black hair behind her ear as she breathed on the window, causing it to fog up.

"Samantha dear, you can't just sit and stare at the window all day." a cheery voice said.

"Mom, I told you I want to be called Sam." the girl whined as she turned around to face her mother.

Her mother's name was Pamela and she was a red-haired woman wearing a pink dress and a white apron. She smiled cheerfully as she chopped up some vegetables, preparing them so she could serve it up for dinner.

"Oh Samantha, you're so adorable whenever you tell me to call you Sam." her mother said with a chuckle.

Sam groaned in frustration, but decided she better move away from the window since her mom would keep bugging her till she did. The young girl walked in the kitchen, her hair dangling in her face as she tilted her head downward. Though as she passed the counter she immediately stopped. Her teeth began chattering as she rubbed her hands along her arms, her body all of the sudden feeling cold.

"It feels like I just ran outside into the cold. Wonder why mom isn't cold?" Sam thought.

It didn't take long for her body to start to feel warm again, though she couldn't help but wonder why the strange feeling overwhelmed her. Finally deciding to ignore this thought Sam walked over next to her mother to see how much of dinner she had finished. Her hands gripped the edge of the counter and she adjusted her feet to her tiptoes to push her body upward to get a good look.
Suddenly, her mom slammed the knife in her hand on the counter, and Sam flinched. Still, she continued to watch her mother prepare their meal; but she was unaware that Pamela was quickly growing annoyed with her daughter's crowding her space.

"Samantha sweetie, why don't you go outside and play till I finish dinner." she suggested with a smile.

The sudden sound of her mother's voice startled Sam, causing her body to jolt a bit. She blinked in confusion at her mother's words. She always noticed that her parents had acted strange around her, sometimes even distant from her as well. Whenever she asked what her mother what was wrong, she would tell her that it was something she would understand when she was older. Snapping out of her thoughts, Sam finally let out a deep sigh.

"Alright mom, I'll go." she groaned.

Sam's mother smiled as she watched her daughter walk over to the coat rack. Sam said nothing as she pulled on her black coat, purple snow boots and hat. She walked to the backdoor; slowly placing her hand on the doorknob.

"That's a good girl. Now run along Samantha." Pamela said before returning back to cooking.

"It's Sam!" she whined.

Sam let out a groan as she opened up the door. She shivered as she felt the cold hit her body, feeling like she did before when she had walked past the counter. She slammed the door behind her before taking a look at her surroundings. She walked down the steps of her house, leading her down to the streets.
Sam mindlessly listened to the sound of her boots crunching in the snow and watched her breath appear as fog before he eyes. She was bored and upset that her mother had sent her outside without a second thought. Sam never had any friends because her parents had made sure that she was kept as far away as possible from other children. With a frown, Sam decided to head towards the park.
When she eventually got there, the sound of laughter reached her ears. Sam lifted her head up out of curiosity. To her surprise she saw two kids playing in the snow together. The first child was an orange-haired girl around the age of seven with aqua colored eyes and she wore a blue coat and pants, and a black headband. But it was the other child with the older girl that had drawn Sam's attention.
He was a black-haired boy with blue eyes about her age. He was wearing a white coat and blues jeans. Sam didn't know why but she couldn't stop watching the boy as he continued laughing and playing in the snow.

Very slowly a smile formed on her lips. She couldn't explain why she felt happiness at the sight of the happy boy playing in the snow. She began to wonder what the boy's name was and if he would let her play with him. At that moment a name started coming to her mind.

Without thinking she slowly muttered the name "Danny."

As soon as the words escaped her mouth, the boy stopped playing instantly. He slowly turned around and his eyes instantly locked with Sam's own. He tilted his head; his mind full of curiosity. He began to wonder who the girl near him was and why he had never seen her before. He even wondered what her name could be. Though to his surprise a name instantly came to his mind.

"Sam." he muttered quietly.

Meanwhile, the orange-haired girl noticed her brother and some unknown girl just staring at each. The older girl frowned with uncertainty, and quickly asked, "Danny, is something wrong? Why are you staring at that girl?"

Sam nearly jumped back in shock; she couldn't believe the name that had come to her mind was actually the boy's name.
Danny shook his head a bit, and snapped back into reality. "It's nothing Jazz," he replied, "I just noticed she was standing there. I thought maybe she would like to play with us."

Jazz smiled before ruffling Danny's head, much to his annoyance.

"Sure little brother. She can play with us." she said with a smile.

Danny grinned with excitement before running up to Sam.
But Sam's reaction to the boy's approach was the complete opposite. She began to slowly take steps back in some vain attempt to keep some distance between them. She was suddenly feeling very unsure and nervous. Sam didn't know how to act around other children since her parents kept her away from 'common kids'.
Danny frowned and slowed his approach upon seeing how nervous the purple-eyed girl was. He didn't how but he could sense she was frightened….

"Hey it's okay. I'm not going to be mean to you." he said with a small smile as he held out his hand.

Sam stared at the friendly gesture, unsure what to do. A part of her wanted to run back home as quickly as possible, but the other part of her wanted to explore this new experience. Finally after a few seconds of silence she took Danny's hand with a small smile forming on her face.

Danny let out a small laugh before saying "My name is Danny. What's yours?"

Sam let her hand slip out of Danny's grip. She resisted the urge to let out a giggle along with Danny.

"My name is Samantha but I like everyone calling me Sam instead." she replied.

Danny's eyes slightly widened when he heard this. He was very surprised that the name that came to his mind turned out to be the girl's name. He even began to wonder how he had known her name in the first place. He decided to push his thoughts to the side and focus back on the girl.
But before Danny could say anything else, his sister came up alongside him; and having heard the younger girl's introduction, Danny's sister said with a smile, "Sam, huh? Well it's nice to meet you. I'm Jazz, Danny's big sister."

Sam nodded her head toward Jazz with a small smile on her face.

"So you want to play with us?" Danny asked.

Sam nodded.
Danny's face nearly lit up like a Christmas tree with excitement. He quickly ran away from the two girls and knelt to the ground. He then formed a snowball with his hands, and with a mischievous grin on his face, he quickly got back up and threw the snowball at his sister. The snowball swiftly flew through the air before splattering against Jazz's shoulder.
She gasped in surprise before hearing her brother's laughing fit. She raised a brow with a grin before forming a snowball in her hands. Jazz threw the snowball as hard as she could in her brother's direction. Danny was quick to notice this before he ducked to dodge the incoming snowball. Sam watch in interest as the two siblings began throwing snowballs back and forth at each other. She had seen snowball fights on TV before but never participated in one.

Slowly, she knelt down to the ground and gently formed a snowball in her hands. Once she had finished, she tossed the snowball at Jazz, managing to hit her in the head. Jazz jumped in surprise before turning toward Sam. Before she could say anything she was hit in the head by a snowball thrown by Danny.
Sam giggled before making more snowballs to throw. She began running around with the two children as they all threw snowballs at each other left and right. Sam couldn't remember the last time she had been this happy. She wished that this moment of her life would never end.
Suddenly, Danny threw a snowball at her just as she ran past him; but he had been unaware that he had packed some ice in it, too…

The ice-filled snowball smashed against Sam's head, and she cried out in pain. Sam didn't notice how Danny also cried out in pain at the same as her. But the boy also unintentionally fired out a small green ray, and it slammed into a large tree.
Jazz's eyes widened and she gasped as one of the branches broke off the tree and began to descend, heading right for Sam.

"Sam look out!" she screamed.

Sam looked up and froze in fear when she saw the large branch falling towards her. Her mind was screaming at her to run out of the way but she was too frightened to move. Just when she thought the branch was going to hit her, she felt two strong arms grab her. She watched as her body was pulled out of the way just in time to avoid the branch. She took in quick and shaky breaths as she stared at the branch now lying on the ground. But then curious of who pulled her out of the way, she looked up to see a large black haired man in an orange jumpsuit.

"Dad! Thanks goodness you and mom came!" Jazz said with a sigh of relief.

Sam began rubbing the spot where she got hit by the snowball. She sniffed a bit as her injury stung when her fingers were pressed up against it. Finally she started crying, not only because of the pain but also because of how the tree branch almost hit her.
Jazz frowned but then she heard more sobbing. She turned around and almost gasped in surprise. She saw Danny in the arms of their mother who wore a blue jumpsuit and had brown hair.
Danny was crying and telling his mother that the back of his head hurt.
Jazz was confused by this sight.

"That's odd. Danny is acting like he was the one hit with that snowball, even though he was never hit," Jazz thought.

She glanced over to the tree branch and frowned when she saw the burnt marks on the end. She knew exactly what caused that tree branch to fall but she didn't have the heart to tell anyone. Not even her parents. With a sigh she decided to go help her mother comfort Danny.
Sam continued cry even when she rubbed frantically at her eyes to wipe away the tears.

"Hey, kid, don't cry. You can tell your parents that you were saved by Jack Fenton who is me!" Danny's father said in an attempt to cheer her up.

"Speaking of parents, Jack, we better find this little girl's parents. They're probably worried sick." Danny's mother said with her voice full of concern.

She managed to calm Danny down enough where he was now only sniffling. She smiled at him and gently ran her fingers through his hair. She never could stand to see her son crying.

"Good point, Maddie!" Jack replied back, "I'm glad I have such a smart wife."

"And that's why I love you, sweetie." Maddie said with a loving smile on her face.

Once Sam had managed to stop crying, Danny's parents managed to get her to tell where her parents were. Sam frowned as the Fentons began to walk with her back to her house. She glanced down at the ground as she imagined how upset her parents might be. She never did once look at Danny; she kept her eyes glued to the ground throughout the entire walk.
Finally, after what seemed ages to Sam, they finally reached the front door to her house. Jack took his black-gloved hand and knocked loudly against the door. It opened up to reveal Sam's mother and father.
Sam nearly cringed when she saw her father was home. Her father named Jeremy actually never liked the idea of her going outside at all.

"Oh, Samantha, there you are! I was worried sick at how long you were gone!" her mother said as she pulled Sam into her arms.

"She was in the park with our children." Maddie explained.

"Yeah and a giant tree branch almost fell on her! Luckily, I pulled her out of the way just in time!" Jack proclaimed.

Both of Sam's parents turned pale when they heard what had almost happened.
Sam glanced up at her father, and saw he was trying to hold down his anger towards her.

"Well I hope she wasn't any trouble." her father said with a fake smile.

"No, it was the least we could do. Well I suppose we should be heading off now." Maddie said as she placed her hand on her chest.

"But if you see any ghosts you should call us." Jack added.

Jazz groaned upon hearing this.
Both of Sam's parents stared at the jumpsuit-clad man in confusion.
Even Sam was a bit confused on why Jack told them to call him and Maddie if they see ghosts.

"Well... um. May we ask why we must do that?" Sam's mother asked, taking a few pauses.

"Well it's because we Fentons are professional ghost hunters! We hunt ghosts for a living! So if you see any ghost scum around these parts we'll gladly blow them to bits with our high-tech Fenton ghost hunting gear!" Jack exclaimed happily.

Sam's parents smiled nervously. They were unsure how to react to this.
Sam, on the other hand, was interested in the idea of chasing after ghosts. It actually sounded fun to her. She glanced over at Danny and Jazz.
While Jazz seemed annoyed by the topic Danny actually looked frightened.
Sam suddenly felt afraid, too, but she didn't know why. Her thoughts were interrupted when her mother began pulling her into the house.

"Well, it was nice meeting you! Bye!" her father said quickly before slamming the door.

Sam backed up into the corner with a frown on her face.
Her father quickly turned around to face her with a glare plastered on his face.

"Samantha Manson! You know you're not supposed to be in contact with the other kids!" he scolded her.

Sam frowned; she hated being scolded by her father. She glanced over at her mother who only staring at her with a disappointed frown. Sam began wishing she could disappear from existence to avoid those looks on her parents' faces.
Finally, she couldn't take it another moment and ran up the stairs to her room. She ran over to her bed and threw herself on it with a few sobs. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it against her chest. She could hear her parents now arguing about whether or not she should be allowed outside again.
They were also complaining about the Fentons. They found the idea of ghost hunting ridiculous and they considered Jack Fenton an idiot.
Sam threw the pillow that she was hugging over her head in an attempt to block out her parents bickering. As her thoughts began to stray away from reality; she began to think about Danny.

"I wish I could see him again." she said out loud to herself.

Just then she felt a cold chill enter her room. She pulled the pillow off of her head and sat up on her bed. She carefully looked around the room, wondering why it became so cold all of the sudden. She gasped when she heard something fly past her.
But when she turned, she saw only her curtains gently swinging side to side. She began to think she was imagining things until she heard the noise again. She was starting to get frightened as she looked around the room. At that moment, her teddy bear hit her from behind.
She yelped in surprise and nearly fell off the bed. Sam looked at the teddy bear and picked it up. She stared at it in confusion until the teddy bear was pulled out of her hands and began floating in the air. Sam backed up against her headboard of her bed as the teddy bear began flying in circles around her. Soon enough more of her toys began flying around her, frightening her even more.

Sam pulled her bed covers over her head in fear. She knew that the only thing making her toys fly around the room was a ghost. But among the fear she could also sense happiness. This made Sam very confused since she knew that she was feeling anything but happy at that moment. That meant the happiness she was feeling had to be coming from the ghost that was currently haunting her room. She wondered why she could sense the ghost but for the moment she just wanted the ghost to stop haunting her.
Gathering her courage she pulled the bed cover off of her head.

"Look ghost. I know this makes you happy but it's making me scared! So stop it right now!" she demanded.

The toys continued flying around the room for a few seconds before suddenly stooping and dropping to the ground.

"Wait, you can sense me?" a voice asked.

Sam's eyes widened; she had recognized that voice. At that moment Danny appeared in front of her out of nowhere. Only this time his appearance had changed. She saw his hair was now white and his eyes green. His clothing attire was now a black jumpsuit with white gloves and boots. Sam was speechless as she stared at Danny. He was floating above her bed and staring at her with a confused look.

Finally Sam managed to say "Danny, you're a ghost?"