Justice From Your Past Life Death

Chapter 1: The day i saw you

Hi, I'm Yanna Servantes. I have a third eye, I can see a ghost. I'm a 16 years old, I'm a 4th year highschool student.

When I was a kid there's always a force that always saving me when I was in danger. I even tell myself, do I have a power? Haha.. When I'm in danger someone is watching me and that's how when the force works. I always dreaming about a guy holding a book and the place is just like a greenfield. I don't even tell my parents about my ability. Because they don't believe it, the only one who knows about my ability is my childhood friend.

*Pant* *Pant*

*Door opens*

Wake up yanyan, you're going to be late.

My mother woke me up and thanks to her because I almost had a nightmare. I was late for my class, Yes... I always late, because I'm a lazy person who does nothing but to make a comics.
I've arrived at school.. There's nothing new about what I'm doing. Listen and learn just like that, but what else am I? Of course, I'm a slow learner, so I can't keep up with my smart classmates so my grades are always failed except arts. Only art is really encouraging me.

*Break time*

During recess, I always hang out in our school's garden. Then, I saw a guy sitting on a bench near behind from the rose garden, he was holding a book that looked like he was writing something. I approached him, but he stood up suddenly without even looking at me and spoke to me.

Haha.. how rude.

But it seems familiar, right? Just like in my dream, The only difference is that I don't see the guy's face in my dream.

*Bell rings*

I went to my best friend. She's my childhood friend. Her name is Samantha shortly i called her Sam and she calls me Yan or Yani, btw my friend is the only one who understands what is happening to me and she is the only one I always confide in everything. She know also about spiritual.
I told my friend that I saw a guy sitting in the garden and he didn't have a name on his ID.

My friend ask me "Is his uniform the same as ours?"
And I said "No, the design of his uniform has a black stripe on the collar and a black necktie."
My friend was surprised and said "That uniform is the oldest uniform in our school. That was the first uniform when our school was first built, In other words, he was not a human."

Me: Huh?!

*Bell rings*

I was walking out of our school that when I saw him looking at me at the rooftop and it seems he was just watching me.

I just arrived at my house and I questioned myself "Who is that guy?, Why is he watching me?"
I'm about to go to sleep when I suddenly heard something a knock from the main door of my house.
I questioned myself again and said "Mom isn't there and she won't come home because she's at work overnight, so who's knocking? , if it was mom, she would have been screaming outside for me to open it"

I just ignored it and went to sleep.

*Fast forward*

*Morning*

Samantha chat me and she said that she's been waiting outside. We walked to school while talking about the guy that I saw yesterday.
When we arrived at school, we sat down and talked about the guy, and I was shocked by what my friend said
She said that she found an old book from the library it's about a history in our school and it is also mentioned in the book that there are many suicidal students in our school including that guy.

*Break time*

We went to the library to read the oldbook, I saw all the suicidal student and I saw the guy. His name is...
MAX YOSHIDA
Born: March 12, 1970
Died: July 09, 1994
Cause of death: Suicide

Sam: "Does that mean that guy is Japanese?"
I said "No, there is something mentioned in the book, it says that he has a race of half filipino and half japanese"
Sam: Woah, It's been 30 years since he died.
I shocked when I saw the year when this school was built, it's year 1969. It was also mentioned in the book that our school was used as a hospital during the Japanese war.

We went back to our classroom because the bell rang and since our teacher wasn't there yet sam and i talked about spiritual thing. She mentioned that when i talk to someone or when i touch a ghost and if their skin is cold and pale it means they are not human. The only ones who can see the ghost are those who have their third eye open just like me.