𝑽𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑶𝒇 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 💜

Aan dhevadhi 😍

  Recently, I found a job in a nursery school in Japan. There is a Buddhist temple right beside the school and before the school  there is an old graveyard. There is a large metal fence with sharp spikes around the graveyard which could make our fingers get into the wooden fence ( I hope all would have got what I have mentioned) it was build up to prevent any children from going inside and getting lost or causing mischieter a few days, I noticed something very strange. There were always insects and lizards impaled on the spikes on the fence. I wondered who would do such a thing. Although it was possible that it was the work of some mischievous child in the nursery school, it could also have been done by someone else.The nursery school and the Buddhist temple shared the same entrance, so there were people coming and going all day. There were also some elementary school students who often played in the graveyard, so it was difficult to tell who was doing it.However, one day, a crow was impaled in the fence . The school principal found it and asked it to clear it away  immediately the animal's corpse went into the dustbin. A few days later, a cat was impaled on the fence. It was getting worse and worse.he school principal decided that something had to be done. He held a meeting with the teachers and invited some priests from the Buddhist temple to attend as well.

"Who is doing this?" he asked. "What should I do to stop it?"

There was a long discussion, but nobody seemed to have any solutions. After almost an hour, we still didn't know who was doing it or how to stop it from happening again.

A few days later, a rabbit was found impaled on the fence. It was not just any rabbit. It was the pet rabbit from the nursery school. We kept it in a cage in one of the classrooms and the children were allowed to feed it. I found it in the morning when I arrived at work.

When I spoke to one of the Buddhist priests, he told me that he had been clearing weeds in the graveyard earlier that morning and the dead rabbit definitely hadn't been there. That meant that the culprit had to have impaled the rabbit on the fence just before I arrived.

One of the children in my class had arrived early for school that morning, so I took him aside and asked him if he had seen anything.

The child said only one word: "Hisaruki"

"Hisaruki?" I repeated. "What is Hisaruki?"

I asked him over and over, but it seemed like the little boy couldn't explain what he meant. He just covered his eyes with his hands and kept shaking his head and repeating, "Hisaruki... Hisaruki... Hisaruki..."

Later on, I asked the other children about "Hisaruki". Every child in the class knew the name, but none of them could explain who or what Hisaruki was. It was very frustrating.

There was also something else that struck me as weird. The children knew that the pet rabbit had been killed, but none of them seemed to be all that upset about it. It was as if they all just accepted it. I had the strangest feeling that they might even have been expecting it to happen.At the end of the day, the children's parents came to pick them up. I asked the parents if they had ever heard of the name "Hisaruki", but none of them remembered their children ever mentioning it. I determined that it wasn't a character from a TV show or a book either. It was a complete mystery.

As I was getting ready to leave, one of the other teachers stopped me.

"I'm sure I saw a picture with that name on it," she said.

She told me that, a few years ago, she had seen a picture drawn by a child in her class... a little boy... and she was sure that the name written below the picture was "Hisaruki".

"What happened to that little boy?" I asked.

"He left," she replied. "But I remember that the circumstances of his leaving were quite strange..."