The Seers

Chapter Eleven

Kumura's P.O.V.

I told my father everything that had happened that day. Everything from the ghost knocking Claire's books off of her desk to the sound of the camera at the pool. When I got to the part of what Claire's parents said, he stopped me.

"Why would they pretend to know nothing about your gift, Claire?" he asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed.

"Another question, how did you make that demon burst into falmes?" he asked, staring at her intently.

She grabbed her paper and wrote, 'I don't know.'

I could tell she was lying, she did know. My father was about to ask something else when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," I said, walking to the door. When I opened it I saw two people standing outside on the doorstep, "Can I help you?" I asked.

"Sorry to bother you, but have you see the girl who owns that car?" the man asked.

"You mean Claire?" I questioned, his voice was the same one from Claire's house.

"You know my daughter?" He sounded shocked that I knew her.

"Kumura, who is it?" my dad called from inside.

"Come on in," I said to them, turning around I motioned for them to follow me. I walked up to my dad, "It's Claire's parents," I said, pointing behind me.

My father stood up and shook hands with Mr. and Mrs. Mistlands,"It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Kaname Sakamaki. My sons, Kumura and Senri, have classes with Claire, as does Yuki, Senri's girlfriend," my father said.

"I see, well, my name is Charles Mistlands and this is my wife, Susan.

"It's nice to know that Claire has made some friends. She has a hard time making friends, with her disability and all," Charles said laughing.

Everyone in the room tensed and Claire stood up and glared at her father before walking out.

"Well, that got a reaction out of her for once, usually she just stands there and acts like she doesn't hear you," Susan said.

"She hears more than you think. She notices more than you think she does. And what she has isn't a disability. There is a reason why she doesn't talk and I think you know perfectly well what that reason is," I said before leaving the room to follow Claire outside.

When I walked outside I scanned my eyes across the backyard. I saw her sitting on the swing set, kicking her feet against the ground. She looked deep in thought and there was no better place to think than here.

I was about to go up to her when I saw a small ghost child crawl onto her lap. The little girl giggled and smiled up at Claire. At first Claire looked shocked but quickly covered it up.

Niether of them noticed me standing there, watching. Claire started to go higher on the swing and the little girl giggled with delight. She started chanting higher, higher.

Claire did as she was told and went higher. The little girl squealed and laughed. Soon after, the little girl started to glow. The small bit of blood that was on her vanished.

"Thank you for swinging with me, sissy!" the little girl laughed before being enveloped in a burst of bright light.

When the light faded, the little girl was gone. I walked up to Claire and put my hand on her shoulder, "What happened?" I asked.

She looked at me with a sad smile and then pointed up and made a circle above her head. She looked down at her hand and held up a small doll that she wasn't holding before.

"She went to heaven," I mumbled to myself. Claire nodded her head and smiled, "She died here, didn't she?" I asked.

Claire nodded with a sad sigh.

I was starting to piece things together. The little girl must have been trying to go high on the swings when she fell off and hit her head. That must have been how she died.

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