oh gosh, what did ghosts look like? She didn't actually know, come to think of it. How bad were chickenpox? Chickens weren't so bad. Was it some sort of ghost-chicken thing? She imagined ghost chickens would be less scary then regular ghosts... hmm.

Mizu fidgetted on the spot, trying to fight the urge to look. She heard lots of banging about, and squelching, and rustling of bags. Perhaps the ghost was going shopping? She dared to peak through her fingers for the briefest of moments, though she only saw the colours of red and gold.

Eep! The wind brushed by her and she screwed her eyes tight, pretending nothing had happened, even though she was shaking a little. Suddenly a [b]ghost[/b] hand - an actual ghost hand! - was on her shoulder. Gosh, it felt so [i]real.[/i]

"WhhhaaaaAAAATTTTTttt caaaaAAAkeee dooOOOOoooo yoOOOOOOoooou waaaAAAnnt tooOOOOoo eAAAttt?" she asked as she stumbled forward a step or two, not used to walking with her eyes closed.