"Sora honey where are you?" a woman's voice echoed through the quiet house. The house smelled of fresh paint and flowers, a simple breeze flew through the window making the curtains slightly move. I was lying underneath the bed in an unfinished bedroom. The year was 1995 and I had just turned 7. My mother was looking for me, I had a doctor's appointment that day. Doctors meant needles and endlessly long boring days at the hospital. if I hadn't been born with a rare disease, a disease which caused horrible headaches and nosebleeds, sometimes even schizophrenia.
"Oh, there you are sweetheart, I have been looking for you everywhere," my mother said lovingly. She had always been a beauty, with her raven black long thick hair and her blueberry blue eyes. She was a calm and kind soul, that did everything in her power to make me feel better. my father was never really home. he was often away on long business trips. all I can remember from him was his strong and collected aura. he wasn't as kind and warm as my mother. but he was a very patient man. he had dark brown hair and coal-black eyes. I had my dad's hair and both of their eyes. My left eye was blue, and my Right eye was black. I was often bullied by other kids because of this.
We had just moved into a new house. Since our old house had been haunted, or more correctly I had seen things that neither my mother nor my father had seen. They thought that moving could help me get better.
My mom pulled me out from under the bed and sat me on the soft bedsheets. "You know Sora, me and your dad just want you to live a comfortable life, and for you to do so we have to go to the doctor for help," she said with a gentle tone. "I don't want to," I said with tears in my eyes. She looked at me for a moment with only worry in her eyes "I know that you don't want to sweetheart, but it is something that will help you feel better." I looked at her as she wiped my tears and kissed my forehead "Okay" I said quietly. "But can we buy ice cream after" I sniffed "Of course we can".
As I sat on the cold treatment table in the doctor's office wiggling my feet, could I faintly hear my mother and doctor discussing something. The look on my mother's face told me what I needed to know; I wasn't getting any better. All the medicine they had tried out was too much for a 7-year-old, they couldn't treat me anymore. They told my mom to take me to a jujutsu sorcerer, they could treat me better than they ever could.
My mom took my cold hand as we left the doctor's office, she was quieter than normal. We went to get the ice cream that she had promised me, she didn't say much, and neither did I. Speaking too much had never been a problem for me, it was rather that I didn't speak at all. Because of my disease, I couldn't go to school, friends were something that I only dreamt about. This could make a 7-year-olds life boring and lonely. "Mom what is a jujutsu sorcerer? And why do I need to see one? I don't want to take any more tests." My mom looked at me through the front mirror of the car. She had this look on her face, a face I had never seen before. "don't worry about it honey, I have to talk to your father about it first".
Just as I was looking out of the window of the car I saw a figure in the woods, even though the car was driving fast I could still see it as clear as the day. Now I know what that figure was, it was a curse, a curse that took both of my parents' lives.
When we got home my mom told me to stay in my unfinished bedroom. This was the last time I saw my mom alive. My bedroom had become cold because of the windows that were still open. I got a sudden stomach ache, an intense one. It was as if my body was trying to tell me something, like a very painful sixth sense.
A scream tore from my throat; the pain blinded me. My vision was almost 100% gone, and my mouth tasted like blood. My body felt like it was on fire like every cell in my body was burning up. The screaming stopped as my body hit the floor and I blacked out.
When I had woken up again the house was weirdly quiet. I could only hear the sound of my own beating heart. I got up on my legs, my body was sore and tired. The pain and the screaming had exhausted my body. I don't know how long I had been unconscious, maybe an hour or two since my mom hadn't checked on me.
The door to my bedroom creaked when I opened it, it was louder than usual. "Mom? dad?" I said quietly shouting. The floor was cold and hard under my naked feet, my mom would have told me off if she saw me not wearing any socks. As I made my way into the living room, I could smell a strong metal smell.
I stopped in my tracks, my body froze with dread. In front of me was a pool of blood and in the middle of it were my parents. "Mom? Dad? This isn't funny anymore." I said with a shaking voice. My knees felt weak, and my body got even heavier. Tears started to fill my eyes threatening to spill. Why were they just lying there, why haven't they moved yet or taken a breath? My legs slowly moved me forward until I was standing in the ocean of blood. My mom was right in front of me sleeping. She was only sleeping, right?
As my legs had finally given up on holding my body up and body crashed down into the ice-cold water of blood. "Mom please wake up; don't sleep in wet cold things you will get sick" My hands were shaking as they griped her blue sweater. How could this happen, how could someone do this to my kind-hearted mother?
My ears caught an ugly moan coming from across the room. Slowly I lifted my head and looked towards it, this wasn't the first time I had heard something similar. My dad had told me to close my eyes and ears when I heard a sound like this. But this time I looked straight at it as my 7-year-old body got full of pure rage. How dare that ghost touch my parents, how dare that ghost take my parents away from me?
A sudden overwhelming feeling of power took over my body, so strong that my tired lungs started screaming again but this time from a burning anger. The ghost was dancing towards me like everything was a joke to it. "Die, die, die, die, die, die, die" I screamed repeatedly. When the ghost was only a meter away from me, I could feel a calm breeze hit my face. A black hole appeared right behind the ghost, it sucked it in and cut it into pieces until it was only purple smoke that was left of the body.
The power I had felt going through my veins disappeared and just like that the black hole was gone too. "Sora? Hello Sora?" I looked at my deadly still parents "Mom? Dad?" a spark of hope started to grow in my stomach, but it died as fast as it came "Huh? Is she asleep?"
My head shoots up as I hear those familiar voices. "Class is over sleepyhead, don't tell me you slept through the whole class. Even I wouldn't do something like that" Satoru says as he shakes his head. "Ughh, I had a very vivid dream about my childhood" They all looked at me with interest. I had known them for more than two years but still, they know nothing of my childhood. They just know that my parents died when I was only 7 and that I lived with my grandparents before I started here.
"Oh? What was it about? Your hot mother??? Was your mom just as beautiful as you?" Satoru teased. Suguru and Shoko looked at each other with a smile "What about your dad? Was he a hottie too??" Shoko asked as well. Suguru looked at his two friends and their weird questions. first, I looked at Satoru with an ironic smile "You flatter me Satoru, but sadly I can hardly remember her face. and for you Shoko" I said looking at her "When did you start to like older men huh? I'm extremely disappointed in you" I said with a sly smile on my face.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever, I'm starving. Let's go eat something. Satoru it's on you, since you woke Sora up from her beauty sleep "Shoko said as she grabbed my arm and started dragging me out of the classroom. "What!? Why do I always have to pay? And also, Sora does not need her beauty sleep she is already beautiful in my eyes" Satoru said while winking at me. "Stop flirting with her and get your ass moving before we all starve to death" Suguru complains.
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