• "why?" the young man asked confused
    "why you ask? why what? why is it you can see me while others can't? because you are you, and i am me" the strange clearly in human woman stated
    "that isn't what i mean!" he said angrely
    "isn't it?" she questioned knowingly
    "no it's not!" he said reaching the end of his patience with this strange woman's games
    "do you mean what distiguashes you from the mortals that can not see my phisical form nor feel my spirtual presesnce?"
    "yes that is exactly what i mean!" he said thinking she would give him a strait answer
    "because i'm not really here"
    his palm shot to his forehead
    "why do you mortals always hit yourselvs?" the woman asked
    "what kind of question is that?" the man asked
    "a question i expect to be answered"the woman anwered
    "how should i know?" he asked still fustrated
    "well you just did it, are you saying you hit your self but don't know why?"
    "just be quiet would ya?" the man said putting a light hand on his forehead thinking that the woman was tireing
    "no i shant!" the woman said crossing her arms
    "what is your name any way?"
    "shinkukirakuchikukansosodarinmaou"
    "who wa------?"
    "you want me to repeat it?"
    "nonono! how bout i just call you sarah?" the man asked remembering his late sister
    "sarah? hrm i like it, you may call me sarah" the woman said triumphantly