It's come to my attention that I can't blame the events that happened last summer on my friends or even possibly (if I wanted to try a different angle) my lack there of; of friends. As easily as it may be to blame this whole disaster on them I must accept responsibility for it. I mean sure I should have called them more planned more events, etc. But that does not excuse there... rudeness. I mean totally ignored! Shut down! I need new friends. I don't even know where to start!
So who wants to here about the summer that wouldn't quit?

Prologue

I guess you all know who I am I mean you wouldn't be reading my story if you didn't know who I was, but I suppose that there are a select few of you who haven't heard of me so let me introduce myself to you. My name is Kagome I will not give you my last name so you can't find me. I'm guessing that there's probably a few hundred Kagome's so I figure I'm pretty safe just giving you my first name. I've been careless with facts before and I've gotten in trouble. I will also not tell you the exact location of my house (because you can find out who I am by where I live as well) I will just tell you that my home has been in my family for many generations. I live with my grandfather, mother, and younger brother. My father was killed in a car accident when I was younger so I don't really remember him.

Miroku told me that it was stupid to put pen to paper and write out my story, because if it falls into the wrong hands then I could be jeopardizing the past and future. And then I told Miroku if he didn't shut up id kick him where the sun don't shine. I write down all my adventures on both sides of time, because I hope that someday I can pass them on to my generations.