I was about five years old when I first saw a ghost, but nobody believed me except mum.

"Mummy! Mummy! Help me!" I was runnig through the house.

"What's wrong, my son?"

"He's following me! I said to stop but he's still coming after me."

"Is your big brother bothering you again?"

"No! It's he" I pointed with my finger to my back.

"Who are you talking about?"

"This scary man with the bleeding ears. Look!" I tried to show her again, but I saw the confusion on her face. Her eyes were searching in the air but found nothing.

"N-nobody's here, my dear."

"But I s..." He disappeared! "He's left" I was surprised.

"Maybe you just imagined, but I'll check if he's still in the house for you. You can go play." She was smiling at me.

I love her smile, it makes me calm and feel safe. But at this point there were some worry in it...

Anyway, I listened to her and went outside.

"You did it again!" Akudama flounced out the door. "You made MY mum anxious." He punched me in the face. My nose started bleeding and my eyes were running.

"Haha! You're looking good" he laughed and kept hitting me until he became bored.

After he left I just lied on the ground and cryed quietly for a while. I was afraid if I move he would came back and finish me. When I thought he's gone, I stood up.

***

"Help!"

It was the middle of the night when I woke up for a voice.

"Help me!" It was the man from earlier, he stood in the bedroom next to me. 

He was more scary in the dark and I had to shut my mouth to not to wake up Akudama with my scream.

I got up and went to call mum, she's the only one I can rely on. The ghost followed me.

I reached their door and almost opened it when I froze because I heard mum's voice. She was discussing something with father.

"I should have known! I thought none of them will inherit it because I don't have those abilities. But my father's eyes are strong and it's in my blood."

She sounded anxious.

"What should I do know? I can't help him. He need a teacher but I can't go back to the clan for help. This is all my fault. Hada, say something!"

Father didn't answer.

"Are you listening?"

"I will" he answered "if you bring some drink, this bottle has run out."

"Fuckin' drunkard!" she rushed out from the bedroom and almost crushed into me. She looked at me surprised, and asked:

"What are you doing here" she tried to smile.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I-I was thirsty, I am going to sleep now."

I couldn't tell her about that ghost from earlier who stood at that moment right behind her...