Disclaimer: In this story Mana and the rest of the pack are just Jojo's friends except for Koa who is Jojo's little Brother, also im not using real peoples names just so you know ok :)

Chapter 1: Childhood

I remember being raised filled with happiness and joy, haha its a funny thing although i was happy I was reckless and always getting myself into trouble. I would always eat the whole thing of sliced cheese all 16 of them. I would sneak into the kitchen and grab the whole bunch and the box of rits crackers and just have a feast.

When me and my family would go to the beach i would be running down towards the water already and my mom would panick and have to come and catch me. I was a "little daredevil" as my mom would say before laughing.

I remember growing up not knowing who my real dad was, and if i was lucky i would get a call from him once a year, again if i was lucky, sometimes i would never get a call. Not on Christmas, or thanksgiving, or even my birthday.

Pre-school for me was fun, my teacher would always take care of me, When ever i got scared my teacher would pick me up and rock me in her rocking chair until i was fast asleep. I remember walking out with the rest of my class the last day of preschool to go cloud watching and take a group picture. I told my teacher "Look that one looks like a big heart" and she replied "To match the one you have inside of you"

As i got older I was really afraid of the dark. If i was bad my step dad would put me in a dark room, where i would be screaming and crying, but i learned my lesson.

I grew up in churches, they were like my second home. Or so I thought, I never really knew but now I see most churches as hipocrits, but aren't we all.

Going to school was nothing but trouble. Allow me to bring you with me to my third grade year so that you can see what i seen.

"Ok class everyone get out your books and begin reading chapter 3"

As i put my books on the desk a kid named Cole would come by and purposely knock them to the floor.

" Cole knocked my books off my desk" I would say hoping she would believe but she didn't she said it was an accident.

After recess, I ended up being pushed and knocking his books off, I tried to say it was an accident but again she didn't believe, she made me pick up the books and apologize to him.

"Thats right you better pick up my books freak" Cole whispered to me, only to be greeted by my glare.

Weeks passed and we would end up going on a field trip too the zoo. Cole being the asshole he was ended up taking my lunch instead. I told my teacher but she was too stupid to realize it was my lunch even though it had my name on it "Jojo" with a little smiley face.

"Hey Jojo, I noticed Cole stole your lunch" a kid named Marcus said coming up to me

"yeah he did and im hungry" I said a tear in my eye

"well here" he said handing me a sandwhich

"What about you?" I asked puzzled and grateful

"Don't worry my mom packed me two sandwhiches" he said with a smile

"Thanks" I said as i wolfed down that sandwhich

I was soo happy that i was finally able to eat.

Sorry I really don't remember much from third grade, that or i just dont want to remember. Moving a year forward we are going to my fourth grade year, that year was the last good year I had.

"Hey Jojo can you come here please?" my teacher would call me

"Yes Mrs. Rose?" I asked standing there my hair parted in the middle I was so cute I was wearing a nice red and black striped shirt and a pair of blue shorts.

"I want you to stay afterschool today so that I can help you with your homework"

I looked down in shame, thinking i was getting busted.

"Oh don't worry Jojo, your not busted you just need a little more help understanding thats all"

I looked up with a smile and just couldnt help but say thank you. She then looked around to make sure no one was back yet and reached into her drawer and pulled out a tiny hershey bar.

"Here, this is for you, since you are trying" She said with a smile handing the bar to me

I just giggled and jumped up and down saying thank you.

A month later it was my birthday and wow did I get treated well by her. My mom did the same thing we did every year on my birthday, We woke up early and went to the store to buy a big pan of cupcakes, just so that i could share with my classmates, who even though most hated me I still showed myself being humble and gave them their cupcake with a smile.

I was still able to drink my juice even if class was still in session, my teacher trusted me enough to let me have that priviledge. People would call me teacher's pet, and I just smiled and remained humble. I used to have bad allergies where I would break out in hives. People would run away from me as if i had a disease. I would eat alone during lunch and played alone as well. It hurt me inside but I didn't want to show weakness.

Things started to get real interesting for me during my fourth grade year. You'll find out right now why. During my study hall with my teacher it was just us too. and the whole fourth grade floor was empty of students and staff. But we could hear footsteps outside and a voice that sounded like a little girl giggling.

Me and my teacher both looked at each other puzzled so when we went to go look outside there was no one there but when we looked up at the ceiling we could see a shadow and we could hear the footsteps and the giggling but no little girl could be seen. Thus begun my habit of the supernatural.

My fifth grade year was filled with funny moments. One time after we did the pledge and begun to do our work when the Television turned on by itself and started blaring random things. People began to panic and get creeped out, and I just sat their a smile on my face during my work.

Halfway through the year we ended up going to a place called Camp Erdman and wouldnt luck have it I was paired with the person that hated me the most...Cole

So We end up arriving at the camp and go to our cabins, and again it seems luck has blessed me with the haunted cabin. So we go into the cabin and i toss my stuff on the top bunk.

"What the hell do you think your doing? I get the top bunk" Cole said jeering at me

"Fine by me" I said returning his jeer with a creepy smile of my own.

Just then after we left the cabin people begin to apologize to us.

"Why are you guys sorry for?" Cole asked confused

"Because you guys got the haunted cabin" a girl said shivering from the thought.

"Oh I don't believe in ghosts" Cole said acting like the tough guy he wished he was.

Later that night while I was trying to sleep I felt something tapping my shoulder.

"Jojo...Jojo wake up" I heard cole whisper

"Ugh what is it Cole?" I asked

"Look outside" he said

I looked outside and seen a glowing white cat, staring at us.

"yeah I know, its the ghost cat that haunts this cabin"

"Can i sleep with you tonight?" He asked with worry in his voice.

I kept saying no but he kept saying please, we were arguing like that for 10 minutes before i finally said ok, rolling over in my sleeping bag giving him some room. He grabbed his sleeping bag and brought it down to my bunk and laid beside me.

"Thanks" He said in a whisper.

"Yeah whatever, Tomorrow you going to be a dick to me again"

"Yeah but again thanks"

"I hate you, you hate me lets leave it at that"

Haha it was funny when the ghost cat actually came into the room.