Whispering

There was a strange old man visit my parents today. He was I would say an old vise man like the one u see in old movies from tribes or something... He was wearing some old dark robe and was talking in a foreign languages I don't know. I was sitting in the stair and looked at them. I guess they had no clue I was spying on them but something told me it had something to do with me.

But then my parents do know strange people. But they was looking at my way and was whispering. I wish I would know about what. He was there for 3 hours standing in the living room and wasn't doing anything but talking to my parents all the time. After this time they was going back to english and talked about how nice the weather was and after 5min he left the house. As they moved out from the living room I manage to sneak up to my room and into bed.

When my parents come up and open the door I pretend to sleep. My mum whispers to my dad:
- Do you really think it's true?
And he answer:
- We have to wait and see...

They closed the door after them and went down again.

Now I wondering what is true.. what will happen.. when? I was to tired to worry about it then and went to sleep...