I Have Been There Before Novels & Stories

The road I walked on was made of pure light. Everything else surrounding me was a dark void. I’ve been here before… I was sure I had walked this road in the past. There was a familiarity to it. Something that made me feel as though we were old friends reuniting once again. But every time I came close to replacing the memory, it slipped through my fingers like falling sand. Why was I here, though? I couldn’t remember what had happened before I woke on the lighted strip.

I reply to him as I maintain a smile. How was everyone able to wake up before me? Did I need that much rest? After a while, it was announced that we would be getting to the airport soon, which meant we would be landing soon and it was exciting that I was going to see America. I have always wanted to come here for a long time now. My last visit was not really exciting and I always try to forget that shameful memory, but I want to start anew and see things for myself here. There are a lot of options to explore or so people say. That is why I am here.

I had to know where he was going. I didn't notice the sun setting until the sky grew dim. I looked straight ahead, and a sudden strike of déjà vu crawled through my system. I tried to shake off the anxiety, but something told me I had been in this place before. I swallowed the lump blocking my throat. I stopped and frantically looked around. This place was familiar, the feeling I had here before.

I knew it wasn't possible to have been here before but as we walk towards the festival, the feeling kept growing. "How could you feel like you've been here before?" Maddie asked with curiosity. I couldn't give her an actual reason for feeling this way. "Something inside me just feels like I've been here." I shrugged my shoulders as I answered. "Well anyway, this place is beautiful. You're lucky to be moving here." She encouraged.

He let out a heavy sigh. "I know. I'm so happy to have someone like you looking out for me. But I just want to know he's fine that's all," I gently patted his back. "He's never gone to the station before and he must be scared and all alone. We both know his mother isn't one to sympathize with anyone, no matter who you are to her," I lamented.

It might prove valuable to Niko when we reunite. Reflecting on my previous experiences in this place, I can't shake the nagging sensation that this isn't the exact location we visited before. I remember the last time distinctly; the air was biting cold, and the atmosphere lacked warmth. However, the space is adorned with lavish decorations and a certain level of comfort, I don't recall. Could I be sure I've returned to the same place? The question lingers, heavy with uncertainty, as I enter the unfamiliarity surrounding me.

As we walked toward the door, I couldn’t help but glance at the photo one last time. She looked so familiar. So heartbreakingly familiar. I didn’t say it out loud, but a whisper stirred in my mind. Where have I seen you before?

Hopefully, it wouldn't be too late to do anything by then. ************* I exhaled loudly, before stopping in front of the door. As I stared at the oakwood finishing, a strange sense of dejavu washed over me and I struggled to shake it off. It wasn't just a feeling, whatever I was feeling was valid because I'd been here before and a tiny part of me told me that whatever reason I had for coming here was going to end in a deadlock. I shook my head slowly. If someone had told me that I was going to be back here after everything that had happened the last time, I would have laughed in their faces. And hard too.

I was going to sound like a crazy person, I already knew it. He tilted his head to the side as his eyebrows furrowed. “Serena, say something.” I quickly glanced over my shoulder once more to confirm I wasn’t imagining things, but I was only met with reality once again. “I, uh, I’ve been here before.” He shuffled on his feet as he glided his palm over the back of his head. “I’m not following. How can you have been here before?”

I can't even ride a horse because the horse moves. I feel the surroundings. It's getting darker and I feel familiar to me. Living trees become dead. The surroundings are shady and cooler. I gasped when I remembered that I had been there when I first met Elijah and Stefano. This is the place they went to talk to a magician. This is also where I found Sushi. I never thought I could come back here. "Grandpa, I've been here before." I can't stop saying to Grandpa. Grandfather turned to me. "Really? How? It can't just be entered by anyone." He suddenly asked me.