A/N: To those who get my stories on alerts: this is not a new story. This is a rewrite of my old story 'Haunted' which is still on my page. However, I was updating/rewriting some of the chapters recently and while writing one chapter, I changed a few plot points entirely, making the original chapter non-existent. I'm reposting this story for two reasons: one, to see if people actually read fan fic anymore and if they do, I want to see if this story gets any interest. If it does, great, if it doesn't then I'll just keep my old story as it is. The second reason I want to rewrite 'Haunted' but repost it, is because I might end up going in a different direction than the original story, but I don't want to mess up what I already have. Does that make sense? A lot of the story WILL be the same, with minor changes from the original in the beginning, but as the story progresses, things may go in a different direction. I am just going to go with the flow and not make too many decisions before I write them.

Anyway. ENJOY!

PS This idea came from Ghost Whisperer, there are a lot of similarities in what the ghosts are like but I can't really make that kind of stuff up.

Prologue

My name is Isabella Swan, I am seventeen years old and I see dead people. I have always been able to see spirits; the ones who are earth bound and linger among us, unnoticed by most. They come to me and I try my best to help them. I am used to the 'freakiness' of it all; the odd stares, the comments about how insane I am because I 'talk' to myself, but what I encountered back in my home town changed my life forever.

I lived in Phoenix after my parents got divorced. I was five years old when mom quit Forks and moved to the sun. I was happy, we both were, but I missed my dad a lot and I visited the most boring town in history every year to see him. Only for the past two years he visited me because my mom was sick.

My dad's name is Charlie, and he visited a lot during those two years. He knew she was dying, she knew she was dying, but I wouldn't accept it. I saw the dead every day, but I couldn't stand the concept of watching someone I loved die, even though I knew that they would be at peace when they moved on.

Of course the inevitable happened and my mom slipped away quietly in her sleep. I was there, I saw her spirit leave her body. She waited to say goodbye, but I begged her to stay, knowing it was selfish to keep her earth-bound. But I didn't want to lose her - she was my best friend and I would be lost without her. Eventually, I gave up begging. I knew she had to go, and I knew it wasn't right for her to stay. She reassured me she was okay, that it didn't hurt anymore and she had come to terms with her death. She went into The Light peacefully, but it was the hardest thing I had ever witnessed.

Charlie and I spent a month in Phoenix, getting everything there sorted out so I could move back to Forks with him. It was hard to say goodbye to my home town, but I was set to start my new life in the town I spent my summers in. I knew moving wouldn't mean leaving the spirits behind. I knew I would find more in Forks, or in actual fact they would find me.

However, I didn't realize that in the two years since I had left the small log town, that it had become so haunted. It was not only ghosts that settled in Forks.

It was another kind of dead.

A/N Like I said before, this is not a new story and the original is still on my site. Feel free to read ahead, but the writing is not that good and for the first few chapters I have only changed bits here and there. In future chapters in this version, however, there may be bigger changes. So this still the same story...but might eventually be different? Yep, I'm confused too! Thanks for reading anyway!

PS if you are my lovely beta from 'Haunted'...Sorry I haven't been in touch! No matter how much I proof read, I will ALWAYS have errors, so if you found any - sorry! ;)