I Have Been There Before Novels & Stories

I knew that I was wrong. I was about to start a conversation when she suddenly spoke up, "I've seen this garden before." She exclaimed and I turned to her in surprise. "You've been here before?" I asked and she shook her head, causing me to frown. "No, I think I've seen it somewhere in Pennsylvania, but I can't remember where..." She explained and I shook my head, not believing it. There's no way she has been here before but… seeing it in Pennsylvania, that's impossible.

But in a good way. I had never been to a place like this. Never. I only heard stories when Ginny would brag about it and how much fun she had, and then, the last day of my past life, when I saw those rollercoasters. I always wanted to come here, to have fun, to smile just like others. But I never had the chance. However, today… I was given that chance. Beside me, Neveah let out a gasp so dramatic that people nearby actually turned to look.

Then, I made my way toward the French Quarter. Upon arriving, I felt a sort of deja-vu, as if I had been here before, even though I don't remember doing so. It wasn't far from my pack, but there were strict rules that witches should remain far from us, and we should do the same in exchange. That's why I'm quite positive I never was here.

he proudly said while looking up at the resto-bar. I glanced at the restaurant. “You’ve been there before?” he asked, which made me looked at him. I remember this place. This is where Rexon used to send me for no reason. This is also where I was almost doomed by drunk customers who forced me to dance. “N-no, I just came here once,” I stated.

I weaved my way through the crowd, making my way toward the restroom door, when suddenly, it hit me: I had been here before. This was Edrick’s bar. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my arm -- and as I turned around, I met two familiar steely gray eyes.

“Have you been here before?” “No,” I tell him. I could add that I haven’t really been anywhere before but don’t bother to do so. “I’ve always wanted to come, though.” “We are going on a private boat ride, a tour of the falls and the lake. I think you’ll enjoy it.”

This place is beautiful”. “Right? I knew this would be the perfect place to take you to,” he said. “You’ve been here before?” I asked as we stepped into the building. “Yeah. About two or three years ago, with my mum”. “What?” I turned to him. “This isn’t your first time here?” I asked. “Didn’t I mention that?” he let out a little laugh. “This is probably my third or so time here in Mykonos. Sorry. I thought I mentioned it,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

I got into the car and drove off. There was something important I needed to rectify, and I had to fucking do that now. With the screeching of my tires, I pulled up sharply in front of a huge building. A building I never thought I would have to visit ever again in my life. The first time I came here was when my disease started to manifest. The second, was after the death of my parents. I thought that would be the last. But here I was, right here, in front of it.

I reveal to Beatrice. "How do you mean exactly?" She asks. "It feels like I have been here before but I can't remember. And it doesn't make sense at all. But that feeling of familiarity that this place sends down my spine is not easy to push away" "Well, that's weird. If you ask me. You are human Beatrice! So what business do you have with being in such a place in the first place? You may have seen a similar place somewhere and it looks to you like you've been here before"

He saw me before I could turn around and walk away. I’ve been playing our argument in my head ever since. Had I not let my emotions rule me, would we have been able to work things out? Thaddeus takes a sharp left and enters through big, wrought iron gates. All around us are palm trees and overgrown bushes. I get a jolt and feel goosebumps on my flesh. Why does it feel like I’ve been here before? I know it’s not a possibility; I’ve never been to this part of The Hamptons before, besides Collin Estate. Another bout of déjà vu consumes me. It’s a feeling I’ve been getting alot since meeting Thaddeus.