I'm confused, all my senses are sensitive.
I can't control it.
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After I got home, I went straight to the kitchen to make my lunch.
My steps stopped after I felt I was missing something.
I backed up a few steps back towards the living room. And I saw a teenager sitting in a chair in the corner.
Just silent, he didn't see me.
Hmmm. Maybe the son of my father's brother.
Yes, my father has a brother. And rarely to coming here.
I ignored him and I went to the kitchen.
"Mom, who's in the living room?"
"Who ??, nobody was there"
"I see a boy, sitting in the living room in the corner"
"Hmmm eat first, after this, I'll check into the living room"
I just nodded my head, while taking rice and side dishes. Today use fried eggplant. Yes, my favorite.
How long does it feel like mom hasn't returned yet? Until my meal is finished, it's not back yet.
I decided to look into the living room. But I didn't see my mother there.
I approached him and asked him.
"Hey, are you my father's son's brother?"
Seeing me while shaking his head.
"Hmmm, what are you doing here?"
He's just silent, seeing me.
I heard whispers crisp in my ears. But obviously, we are just two here. There is no one else. Then who is noisy talking in my ear?
"Did you hear it? someone was whispering?"
He looked at me again and nodded his head.
How strange, why didn't he say a word uttered from his mouth.
Turn my gaze, because mom just walked into the living room. I stood up and told about the boy I meant earlier.
"Mom, this is him"
As I pointed towards the boy sitting next to me.
Mom just fell silent at that time and approached me.
"Hmmm, what is he like?"
While asking me to sit and embrace my shoulder.
"Didn't you see it?"
"I believe in you son. Mom also believes in what you say. We wait for your father to come. Okay".
Mom doesn't see it.
But all of a sudden, the noise was very disturbing to my head. I heard that voice no more in my ear. But the sound was very noisy now in my head. I held my head with my hands, grabbed my hair very tightly.
"Mom, what is this ??? This noisy voice can't be lost from my head."
I shouted to my mother. My mother tightly held my arms. And I see it like saying a word. But I can't hear it, I'm too busy with this sound.
Gosh, this voice makes me sick.
My Mom quickly took me to my room and asked me to lie in the bed. After that, the mother left me. I didn't think about that at the time. What I'm thinking right now is, how can that sound disappear from my head.
I rolled on the bed, holding my head. The more I want to eliminate the sound, the more pain I feel comes repeatedly penetrating my head.
I felt my hands support my neck, trying to keep me in a sitting position.
It is not clear who it is because I can only shout and close my eyes.
But I tried to open my eyes a little to make sure who was holding me.
"Daddy"
I called him by crying my tears, giving him a favor. Father said something, but I couldn't hear what he was saying to me.
He carries a necklace, and the necklace has three colors. Red, White, and Black.
Daddy put the necklace on my neck, while I was still struggling for the sound that was still very disturbing in my head.
"Hey, kid. Can you hear daddy's voice?"
My tears stopped, the noise disappeared. Replaced by the voice of my father who just asked me.
Father asked me, yes I heard it. But the voice is in my head.
I saw my father was smiling at me.
"Done, nothing will happen again. As long as you keep the necklace with you"
I just paused to see it. Because once again, he said in my head.
I asked him, with my mouth still gaping at him.
"Aaa ... how do you do it"
"Hmmm, kid. Now it's time you will know all the origins of this can happen to you."
"Daddy is waiting for you when you realize when something strange happens to you. That is when you can see what they can't see. You hear what they can't hear. And you can do something they can't do."
Dady told me slowly. My Mom sat on the edge of the bed smiled at the story. Like the two of them are waiting for this moment to happen.
"All come from Daddy family. Precisely to my mother. Yes, Your late grandmother was a person who was believed to be able to predict someone and could see flashes that would occur prematurely. Dady had that too, and almost all of the brothers had it. each of us is not the same that case, my father has 9 siblings, some of them can predict, some can see invisible creatures, some when they speak, something can happen immediately. people who are sick, you can see the invisible like you. And this is a very special gift, which has been passed down from a long time ago."
I just fell silent.
And why does my father say that this is a gift?
Special?...
what's special ??
This makes me weird.
My friends are away from me because of this. What is called special ?? ...
when this makes me tormented.
I did not issue a word. I just told them that I wanted to be alone, for a moment.
"Dad, Mom. I want to be alone now."
"But... kid"
"Take it easy I can handle it"
I made them believe my words. Which killed me.
I held the necklace that my father had just given me.
I can only remember clearly. When dad said something very important to me.
"Done, nothing will happen again. As long as you keep the necklace with you"
I was still imagining this, and everything was spinning in my head. The unclear fragments of things running around randomly in my mind.
I closed the door of my room and turned towards the bed.
And the child was at the edge of my bed.
Hmmm. I don't know what I will do. So I chose just shut up.
Pretend not to be aware of his arrival.
He smiled at me. I wanted to ignore it, but it made me curious about it.
I approached him and watched him slowly. Inches per inch.
Hmmm. He looks just like other humans. Same as me. Hmmm. Yes, this is what makes me strange, because only I can see it. Because I think they are real. Yes, it's true for me, whereas they don't. How not, he looks like an ordinary human. And not as I thought.
I think that if it's a ghost.
Hmmm. Yes, I sometimes say that. Horrible ghost creatures like in a horror movie. But it turns out that the more scary, even the ones in the film.
"Do you have a name?"
"Awan"
"Awan? You mean your name is Awan?"
"Yes"
His name is Awan, hmmm. Yes, he communicates using telepathy. Yes, on one side I also thank my father for how I can hear what I want to hear. And on the other hand, I'm still confused.
"Do you live here?"
"Yes"
Gosh, the answer is really short.
Every question I gave, he answered briefly.
Is it like that? The answer is just that short.
"I'm glad you can finally see me"
I just mumbled, that his answer was short. He suddenly poked himself.
"Hmmm, how long have you been waiting for me?"
"Same as your age, 13th"
"What! 13th"
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Awan? Who is he? Thirteen years waiting, Only so I can see it