There was once a girl that couldn't bear with everyone being together. The girl didn't understand why no one wanted to date her or take her to dances. Or how or why she has a really unique, but cursed gift. This is my story, the story of Jennifer Smith.

When I was born, I was born with parents that cared about me and wanted to give me everything that they could give me. As I was growing up, my parents always gave me gifts and money every occasion there was. For example, they would for every Christmas, every time I passed a grade in school, and especially my birthdays. It was going good because I was the only child so I could do and have whatever I wanted. It was a blessing but yet not because I never had any siblings to hang out or play with. Plus, it was hard for me to make friends as a little girl and since I had no one to hang out and play with, so I kinda grew some social issues.

Once I turned seven years old, I found out that my mom was going on vacation for a while. I asked my dad when she would be back from it. He said that she would be back in two weeks tops. So as the days went on, I started to miss her more and more as each day passed by. One day as I went to go to get the mail, there was a postcard in the mail from my mother. I had dad read the postcard, since at that age I couldn't read some of those words. The postcard read:

Dear Family,
I'm so sorry for not telling you, Jennifer, that I was leaving. I'm in Michigan for a business meeting. I love you Jenn so much that I left some money for you to spend on whatever you want. See you when I get home! I love you and your father very much!

Love,
Mom

I didn't even think that she was nice to leave money. My dad grabbed the envelope off of the mantel and counted the money inside of it.

"There is $150 in this envelope for you Jennifer! That's a lot for a seven year old!" he said.

I had thought about it and I was into taking pictures and doing scrapbook stuff. So, he took me to Walmart and found a camera that was only $120 and I had bought $20 worth of scrapbooking stuff. I had saved the last $10 for if I wanted to buy something small for when my mom came back home. Two days later, I bought my mom an $8 necklace from Walmart. That was the day that she was supposed to come home from her trip.

We waited at the airport for her. As everyone was getting off the plane, as a seven year old, I was watching to see her come out of the plane. Everyonne was off the plane, and I never saw my mom. A tall man walked up to my dad, apparently he worked with my mom. He told my dad something and then he started to cry. He bent down and me why she wasn't there. She had been killed in a car accident on her way to get to the airport in Michigan.

Authors Note: I know that this is a really short chapter but I promise that the next one will be about how she handles the fact that she's lost her mom, how her dad handles with it and what happens next on Jennifer Smith, the Teen Ghost Whisperer. Review of what you think will happen or what you thought of this brief chapter~ TotalDramaGirl01