Story Chapter 7

My son said my grandfather, we are not alone in this world he said, he keeps giving advice like this, hatred towards my grandfather formed inside me, I wanted to tear him apart at that moment, I said grandfather I don't need your advice, I had never disrespected my grandfather until that age but at that moment I felt like saying that and I said that, my grandfather kept quiet my father looked at me but normally he would never forgive this disrespect, he looks at me as if he pitied me, I said father why are you looking at me like that, he didn't call out, I said what are you going to do what is wrong with me I said, everyone keeps quiet, there is no psychology left anyway, every day is the same nightmare, the teacher firing me, my family just bowing their heads and keeping quiet, I beg you tell me, my son said father we will take you to someone who will help you, who is father I said, he told me his name, I said I won't go to him, I don't know the man but, there is something that I feel hatred towards a man I don't know, I won't go to him I say father, my father says okay again just, the next day I forced my grandfather my father and I got on and we go, 1.5 hours away from the village this man who lives in the village, anyway we came to this village, 

There are 9-10 houses, those who know know, the houses are made of adobe, there is no one on the street, we entered this small village, my father parked in front of one of the houses, my grandfather is in front, my father and I are following, we came to the door, my grandfather knocked on the door, a woman opened the door, a young man was inside, an old man was sitting. We went in, the old man was counting prayer beads, he had a long prayer beads, the young woman who opened the door said come and sit down, there were no couches or armchairs in the house, there were only cushions on the floor and a long divan-like thing to lean back on, we sat down, the teacher was still counting prayer beads and reading something from them, then my grandfather greeted me, the man continued reading for about 10 seconds and then he accepted my grandfather's greeting, no one said a word, the teacher suddenly turned to me and said come closer in the imperative mood, my father made a sign with his head to get up, I slowly walked in front of my teacher, he said sit down, I sat down, he said look, I looked, he looked straight into my eyes with his eyes for about 10 seconds, he was saying something that was not in Turkish, looking at me, he just kept looking and saying something, I was just looking at the floor, he called the woman I thought was his daughter-in-law, he said something, the woman brought, 1 knife, 1 paper, 1 pen, 1 bowl of water and 1 needle, the man wrote something on the paper, it was a long thin paper, after writing on this paper, he bent it and bent it, with scissors in certain pieces He cut it into 10 pieces, threw it into the water, but his mouth never stopped, he was muttering something all the time, he looked at the water, his eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at me, he took the needle, he said extend your arm, I extended it without saying anything, he made 5 small holes in my arm, blood the size of a pinhead flowed from each of them, he poured this blood into the water in the bowl, he mixed this water with his finger, then he said come out, I went out, about 5 minutes later my grandfather and father came to me, their faces fell, we got in the car without talking, then in the car my grandfather said, my son, where did you get into these diseases. I said what the hell, my son said you killed a child of the *** tribe, what child, I said what are you saying grandfather, he showed him the knife the teacher gave him, he said to them my son this is what can be done, don't leave this with you my son, we won't leave you alone we will always be with you don't worry he said, this is the only thing the teacher can do he said, I didn't understand what was happening, I was in a no matter what mode now, we were at my grandfather's house again, it was evening and we were eating, there was silence between us all, it was close to bedtime when the door rang, I'll never forget there were 5 villagers, I recognized the man at the back, the first one we went to and the teacher was the one who kicked us out of his house, they said something to my grandfather, my grandfather said this is my house I only heard that, then my grandfather came to me son he said go home you'll be more comfortable there he said, I just said okay, even my grandfather does this if he is afraid of me and kicks me out of his house what could I do, I didn't feel anything, I didn't even know what was wrong with me, in the middle of the night my father and mother got in the car on our own We drive to our house, we come home, we sit in the living room, my mother and father didn't leave us alone that night, I just don't want them to sleep, I say don't let them fall asleep even for a moment, but man, they fell asleep too, all three of us, until the clock showed 2:30 again...

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