"Well," Ari started, soon sitting on her bed next to her pile of newly folded clothes. "Everything was normal for the first eight years. Then I started seeing demons. My parents thought there was something wrong with me," she laughed. "It took three different exorcists telling them the same thing that it was perfectly normal for me to see them. It meant that I was destined to be an exorcist."
Ari laid back on her bed, a somewhat sad smile on her lips. "After that, I had to grow up. When I wasn't at school, I was training with the exorcists. I didn't see my parents except for nights. Even then, all I did was sleep when I would get home. It was even worse during summer and winter breaks. I lived with the exorcist then."