Chapter one
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I paused from my sketchbook, writing something with my red pen over my drawing of Inuyasha, suffering between two feelings. My CD player's stuck on a John Mayer song, Gravity, I love that song.
My hand is sore from drawing for hours, but I don't care. I don't even notice. My mom tells me over and over again that it's not healthy being locked up in my room day and night.
Again I don't care.
"Tamiko?" My mother raps the door for the 11th time that it gets on my nerves. I slam the pen on the paper with a dry sigh. "What is it?" I yell.
"It's time to see Dr. Katherine", mom tells me in that irritating voice of hers which sounded snappy and brisk. "You're going to be late and I don't want to make another appointment".
I roll my eyes in exapseration and put my sketchbook down. "I'll be right there", I mutter coldly and stop the CD player on the way out putting it on my dresser.
I open the door to see my mother waiting for me with a mix of impatience and concern in her eyes. "I'm okay mother", I snap getting tired of her giving me that look as I storm down the stairs.
"You keep saying that Tamiko, but then you keep having nightmares and drawing things with your own blood, you're scaring me!" my mother went on in a worried scolding voice.
I growl silently in my throat, but didn't answer. Latetly she's been getting on my case ever since my stupid sister died. Like I give a Damn about precious Tamoko.
"One time with my blood and all of a sudden you're on my case", I snap not looking back as I head out the door. "There is nothing wrong with me!"
"Tamiko-"
"NO!" I shout spinning around to meet her face. "I'm tired of you treating me like a baby, I'm 16 mom I can handle myself!"
"Then quit acting like one", my mother said coldly. My heart ran cold at her tone and I felt my hands turn icy with hate. "Yelling at me", I finally whisper with eyes so filled with anger that my mom's own anger turned to fear, "Will not...bring her back".
And with a snarl I tore away from her touch and stormed away. I knew m mother was going to come after me when she realized that I hadn't gone to the therapist, who lives two blocks away from us, but I didn't care. I'm not crazy, can't they understand that? Grown-ups never understand me.
They don't believe me that I see her ghost everywhere, in my dreams, my sketches...everything reminds me of her.
That's why I ran away from home...away from my mother, school, therapist. Because I'm being haunted, by my own sister...and even now that I'm in this new town...she's still here. I can feel it.
Remembering all that had happened to me in the past last year makes me forget where I was even heading to, till I stop in front of an old antique shop.
I sense a strange presence in there as I peered inside the window to take a better look, and paused when I saw the owner. Little did I know, she would change my life. As though she too could sense my presense, she too had looked up and at the same moment...
Without even thinking of it, I went inside. "Hi there", the shopkeeper greeted me from the counter as I stepped inside. "I'm Melinda Gordon".
I shook her hand as soon as I approached her. "Tamiko", I told her. "Tamiko Yusa...um, I was wondering if I could apply for a job here".
She studied me for a moment. "All right", she finally said, starting to consider me. "How did you know I was hiring?"
I stared at her blankly. "There was a sign out the window", I pointed outside. "Right", she rolled her eyes with a slight chuckle. "Forgive me, I've been a little sidetracked latetly since...the plane and everything".
Her eyes looked distant and sad as though remembering something, like she had lost something, or someone. But then it went away with a quick smile, "You just need to fill out this application".
I sighed in relief. Finally I was getting somewhere, after all if I'm going to be living on my own now, I need a job. "You said your name was Tamiko right?" Melinda asked me while I was writing down a few things about me.
"Yeah", I said absentmindedly while signing my name at the bottom. "It means 'Abundance Child' in Japanese", I told her through quick writings.
"That's interesting", she mused. "What is?" I handed the application back to her with a confused look. She studied the signiture intently then her eyes moved back to me. "Your name, it sounds beautiful".
"Arigato", I thanked her with some words I knew in Japanese. "I like your name too".
"well...you're all set", she said after reading the application. She said a few other things too but I didn't hear it since I noticed the glass of water by my hand start to vibrate a little.
"Hey, you okay?" Melinda asked noticing my face, pale and distraught. I nod though my eyes were strangely widening. "I...didn't eat and I better go".
I didn't even remember leaving the store, but all of a sudden I was running down the streets and into the woods where the voices of the past continued to run through my head.
"Tamiko..." the voice sang. "Tamiko...come out and play..."
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Melinda stared after the stranger looking concerned. That girl looked so strange and distressed about something, and as soon as she ran off in a hurry, a girl who Tamiko had run by watched her with a pale angry expression then in a flash disappeared.
It take a genius to figure Melinda out that she had seen a Ghost, and whoever it was seemed to know that girl well.
End of Chapter. Let me know if it's any good...
