My name is Sango Tajiya. I'm 17, I have brown hair that stops just below my shoulders. I live in a mental house. No, I do not work here, I live here. I was put here when at the age of 14 from a past trauma. Both parents died, and no one else wanting to take in a teenage girl who just can't forget what happened. But that's okay. You see, there's nothing wrong with me. I just suffer from depression and have bad nightmares. All my life my mother would tell me I was perfectly normal. But being here in a mental house with other patients I'm starting to believe the lies I'm told. But oh well, I'm here aren't I? So it's my home.

"Sango dear, it's time to take your pills." One of the nurses says handing me a small cup full of undetectable pills if that's even the right word for it. But I take' em anyways to keep from making a conflict. I wonder what my parents would think of this if they were still alive. I've made some friends here... I keep my eyes open at all times when it comes to my friends here if you know what I mean. Just when I'm about to get out of bed and head over to the front office for something, someone knocks on my door. A tall man in a white coat. Great, more freaks coming to ask me more questions. Like I don't already know what happened when I was younger. I groan and lay back down covering my head hoping it looks like I'm not here. But sadly, it's an epic fail.

"Sango Tajiya?" A man calls. Unwillingly I peak from under my covers and sigh.

"What?" I ask. I don't feel like talking today. Especially not someone in a white coat.

"My names Miroku Houshi, I'll be your doctor for a while until Dr. Foster comes back from vacation." He said walking in. Like Foster will be coming back anytime soon. Looks like this Houshi dude will be stuck with me for a while. I pity him. He looks so young, innocent... Scared! If I wasn't so darn nice I'd give him a run for his own money! HA! But I wont... I am nice.

"Dr. Foster is away?...He probably won't be coming back anytime soon." I said to him waiting for his reaction.

"Oh, well then I guess you're stuck with me then." He said with a smile. Who does he think he is? Apart from being my new doctor... Whatever. I don't care. I sit up and sigh.

"Well it's nice to meet you Dr. Houshi."
"Please just call me Miroku."

"Okay well, Miroku. Is there anything else I can do for you? " I asked since he was in my so-called-somewhat- room. He shook his head and told me if I needed anything just to ring for him and left... He's nice. I'll give him that much but we'll see... We shall see...