I Have Been There Before Novels & Stories

ESMERAY White fog. I remember this place all too well. I have been here before. This has to be heaven. The first time I came to heaven was after Zella had smacked me with an aluminum tray after I broke her expensive wares in the kitchen. I’d been happy to be in heaven then, but right now, something felt off. I wasn’t ready to come to heaven, I felt like I’d left something or someone on Earth. That’s weird. I have no one.

I stepped to the sidewalk on my shaky feet, and he tucked me to his side like he was afraid something bad might happen to me, a strong arm around my waist as we walked through the entrance. A wave of déjà vu swept over me as the elevator opened and he helped me inside. For the briefest of moments, my memory stirred, and u struggled to part the veils of darkness. “What is it?” Jordan demanded. “I have done this before,” I murmured. “You remember?” he asked eyeing me keenly. I shook my head. “No. It just feels..familiar. I know I have been here before.” His fingers curled tighter around my arm. “This is where we lived...for many months. It’s only natural that it should register something in yo

"We've arrived." Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I looked around, only to find the landscape covered in darkness. But something about this place felt hauntingly familiar. Despite the veil of night, recognition dawned on me. I could recognize this place anywhere, at any time. I had been here before. In fact, I had lived here before. This was my pack house the very place from which I had been cast out. My mind reeled with confusion and disbelief. What the heck were we doing in Eclipse Pack?!

Namely holding her hand, playing with her hair. I’m not sure who I am anymore. And that terrifies me so much, I go quiet for a bit. “You’ve been here before,” she observes, spot on. I shrug again, distracted. “Still random.” I have been here before. Twice or thrice, I’m not sure. But I do not see the need to mention it. “When?” “Sometimes when I drop you off at work, I come back here. It’s quiet and no one’s in your face. Helps me focus when I’m working.”

Just then, I realized that I was going round the forest in circles. “I’ve been here before”, I said to myself, with my heart beating out of my chest. I took note of a familiar tree, the one I had climbed on that same day I almost got killed by a group of weird animals. “Why am I here again?” I asked myself.

In record time, I finished dressing up, and headed out with my fiance to the pack clinic. On our way there, I tried to ignore the nagging feeling of déjà vu at the back of my mind. Every greeting and every word from the pack members we met on the way sounded familiar. I could predict what they would say before they said it. I already knew the people we would run into before we did. The more distance we covered on our way to the clinic, the harder it became to shake the feeling that I had seen it all happen before. "Julian, what's today's date?" I asked when we got to the front of the dilapidated clinic building.

Still in the dim light, I sensed a change. Not only in our environment. In me. "I believe I know this place," I said to Kieran He turned around to me. "What are you talking about?" I turned about. The trees. The ground. The stones were in the form of twisted claws. It was indistinct, yet something moved in my breast. A memory that I was not familiar with. I had been here before, I said to myself. "But not me. Not this version of me." Tyra ceased her walk.

Maybe it was the mate bond that made it so easy but I had an intuition that it was more than that. As Hunter slowed down and drove up a gravel lane the scenery became familiar and I felt like I had been here before. “I’ve been here before.” I tell Hunter as I look at my window. “Impossible. No one has ever been here but my parents and I.” Hunter says looking at me with a confused look on his face. “I have been here. It’s a log cabin with a wraparound porch that overlooks a beautiful lake and there is a trail entrance is by a boulder.” I tell him picturing it all in my head.

(How sad. --- I landed in California a few minutes ago. Now I had just stopped by a nearby restaurant. My Mum didn't come with me. obviously their plan was just to send me away from Me Mattias. and it's so sad to know that they succeeded. As i walked inside the restaurant. i felt a wave of Déjàvu as i took my seat. I remember this place because I was here two years ago. My aunt had brought me here for lunch. I ordered pizza and a strawberry smoothie because I couldn't get over it the last time.

She reached out her long thin fingers to gently stroke my cheek affectionately, her soft skin was unlike anything I have felt before. “Back? I have been here before?” I asked her. I was a bit surprised by the sound of my own voice, it sounded like the softest bells, delicate and alluring. It whispered around us like a gentle breeze. “Many times, young one. I enjoy having you here” she said turning back to the flowers in front of her. I remember seeing this place in my dream, the strange white trees and all white flowers. Now that she is in front of me once again, I remember her too. But I don’t remember many visits. I can only picture her face and this forest from one time, the time I dreamt