They told me it would be amazing to travel to Japan. They told me it would be the best summer of my high school career. Boy, were they wrong.

I should probably introduce myself before I get started. My name is Hisana Sato, and the summer before my senior year of high school, my parents gave me a trip to Japan. Now, not like it wasn't a nice gesture but I have a gift that makes it a bit awkward to travel places. For the longest time, I've been able to see ghosts, touch them, and try to help them cross over. I've had some unpleasant experiences with the dead. For example, I've had civil war soldiers, prostitutes, little children, Spanish conquistadores among other things burst into my room at the middle of the night with a problem, or a few problems that sometimes land me at the police station for breaking and entering.

But anyways, back to the Japan story. I told my parents, "Um thanks guys…but you do realize I didn't take Japanese right? I took French for 4 years."

"NO! You shall go to Japan! It is your home country! You should not take French! Do not disown family!" My father yelled at me.

My father is actually Japanese, and emigrated from there in his early teens, so I can understand now why he wanted me to take Japanese.

Anyways, I decided to go, and I stayed with an older man and his three kids. One was about my age; had this bright orange hair and a grouchy look almost all the time. The other two were twins, one had black hair and the other had brown, they were totally opposite of each other. And let me tell you, this family, were crazy. The dad would always do these surprise attacks on the orange-haired kid and they would fight, a lot. The dad also had a blown-up picture of his wife on the wall, not going to lie, it was a bit odd. The orange-haired kid, I found his name was Ichigo, first asked me if I was someone named Rukia. I replied no, apparently with my ebony black hair, slightly paler skin, purple eyes, and a more petite build that I have a look-alike. I never got the answer to that question, for Ichigo would not answer me when I asked about this Rukia person.

As I was touring Japan (which is very beautiful, I would recommend going there if you have the time) I kept seeing things. Most were ghosts, all wanting something. Do you know how many ghosts are in Japan? So many, it had to be the worst experience of my whole life! So many soldiers from old wars from before the feudal era and of course some recent kept coming up to me asking, "Can you see me?" and "Why are you ignoring me! You made eye contact! Answer!"

I can't exactly answer them, for being in public and talking to nothing does not go well with most people. I've had many teachers refer me to the guidance counselor for my 'problems with talking to imaginary things'. I wasn't, though. I had to help spirits move on, since it seems I was the only one on the planet to do such a thing.

While in Japan, I did help some of the ghosts, but while I was helping one, I ran into a problem. This ghost was a young man who had been killed in the Bakumatsu era. I had to find his family's graves which involved breaking and entering.

Graves are a bit different in Japan, for the person buys some land, and makes a family tomb. It was pretty easy to find since the guy was buried with his family. What I had to get I'm not going to tell you, readers because it was a bit gross. As I found the item, it was around 1 in the morning. I heard a crash in the background, and the man said he saw the Light and I saw him walk away and vanish. The ground started to shake, and another crash echoed over the quiet grounds of the graveyard. I turn around to see what looked like…a monkey! It had a skull on its face and a hole in its chest. "Is that the evil monkey thing from Temple Run? OH GOD!" I became scared and started to run as fast as I could, like the adventurer in the Temple Run game, trying to get away from the monkey.

This monkey was ruthless, smashing buildings and trees; debris was airborne, hitting almost everything in its way back to the ground. I was sprinting now, once I realized it was after me. I looked back in fear at the huge creature and kept running. Suddenly, I felt a blow to the back of my head, and as I was falling down, I saw a girl with bright red hair bounce down and attack the beast, killing it in one blow. I go in and out of unconsciousness, I see the girl pick me up. A white light shines over me as I fall into a state of unconsciousness.

Author's note:

Hey guys, I realize I have some stories I really need to update, but I have to put this one up!

I have to let all of you know the first two or three chapters will be flashbacks, with Hisana meeting Hollows and her new friend.

This is kind of based off of both the television show, Ghost Whisperer and the book series The Mediator by Meg Cabot.

Please review and I hope I'm not confusing all of you guys by making the first few chapters' flashbacks. (I'm using past tense so yeah…?)