The girl sat not too far away from my bed. She was just there, sitting on the floor. She protects me when I sleep. She is my friend, and she has a name. It's Yūrei. She has such wonderful stories, but sad ones as well. Such as how she died. Someone had killed her, and till today, she still seeks to find revenge in any way possible.

My name is Momi Yakusa, but people call me Kimyōna, or Kimmy. It has been my nickname ever since I was born, when my father call me a strange child, for when I was born, I did not cry like other newborns, instead, I waved at an empty corner in the room. Or at least is was supposed to be empty. And that's how I met Yūrei.

I was sleeping so very peacefully, dreaming of a wonderful world where all my ghost friends were finally accepted, and where everything was so very perfect yet...so unreal. And immediately, the best dream turned into the worst nightmare.

I was being chased...by my ghost? No...me and my ghost were being chased by humans. This seemed so terrible, yet more realistic than my previous dream. People hated ghosts. Some even went as far as to pretend they don't even exist.

~Wake Up!

I heard a faint voice for the dark void above. Strange. The floor was shining bright like the sun -- a bit too bright, though, -- meanwhile the ceiling was a shadowy black void, but I could see darker shades of shadow black swirling everywhere.

~~Kimmy, wake up!

I sit up straight in my bed. My sister Elizabeth is standing beside me. "Lizzy? What are you doing?" I ask.

"Mom said to wake you up because you were snoring too loud." She said, snickering.

I blushed. "I-I snore?"

"Yup! Hee-hee!" She giggled. I wanted to whack her on the head with my book, but she spun out of my grasp before I could. She then tauntingly says, "Better luck next time!" And leaves.

"Urgh! So annoying!"

In the corner of the room, sitting on my old rocking chair my mother used to feed me when I was a baby, was Yūrei. She was giggling. I frowned. Sometimes that ghoul can be a real pain in a buttox!

~~Hee-hee!

"What're you laughing at?" I glare.

~~Your sister is so funny! But why does she call you Kimmy if your name is Momi?

"It is short for Kimyōna, which means weird girl in Japanese." I frown like child, though unaware how actually childish I look and act.

~~I miss my home. Yours reminds me so much of it. And you remind me so much of my old self. I guess that's why I chose you as my spirit guardian.

That's right. I was her Spirit Guardian.

Okay, so let me explain. Spirit Guardians are people who watch over the spirits of souls who seek peace. These souls, however, may not receive peace until they are either avenged or get revenge. But until that happens, they need Spirit Guardians to watch over them, to make sure they do not wander off to the Underworld. If unavenged souls enter the Underworld, they will become lost souls, and if they become lost souls, they become Demons. And we don't want them to become Demons, now do we?

"No one want to believe me. They all want to think you are fake...or at least act like it. But don't worry, they know you are real. They just...don't like you."

~~Oh, I wouldn't worry too much on belief, but them not liking me on the other hand...

I smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry! Some people out there do like you!" She shrugs.

~~Do you want to know the real reason I chose you?

She stared at me strangely, and smiled a bit wider than usual.

~~Don't be scared! I just want to tell you why I chose you over anyone else, Momi-chan!

"W-Why'd you choose me?" I ask. The room grew cold.

~~Well, you see--

"Kimmy-chan!" A look of joyful surprise washed over my fear and suspicion as my best friend, Marie, suddenly burst into the room and jumped on me, which hurt because I was still lying down. My other friend, Kaishi, stepped into the room as well. He sighed, smiling, and Marie smashed me.

"Eek~~! Marie~~!" I shouted, my my body flailing as I attempt to wiggle my way out from under Marie's suddenly heavy body.

Yūrei watches with soulless eyes. "Maybe another time. She's not ready..." She says under her breathe as she watches Momi have such fun with her living friends.

[I am so glad I wrote this story! It's actually based off a book I'm currently reading, Shadow Weaver, by MarcyKate Connoly! The book is so good, and I just barely started the third chapter!]