Jeremy en Bellence

Do you see him? (English version)

(true story)

Jeremy and Bellence

Do you see him? Do you see him in the picture? Oh stupid, it's a shadow. Only I can see him. And often alone in the dark. But did you see one of his eyes. Haha, of course he doesn't look sweet! But yes, is he sweet, is he bad? Say it. I like him, now I do. When I was little he was my friend. I didn't see what he was. I had always had a bad feeling. But someone did something to me, haha ​​.. Jeremy was there. Oh, you think to comfort you, right? Yes that too. But mainly to give the other pain. And at one point I realized that I actually found him quite scary. He is the reason I was afraid of the dark. Why? Picture this. Close your eyes after reading this and see it for yourself.

He is in the darkest corner staring at you. You almost walk into the room and you already hear whispers. Often it is the other way around like "Nedod, Ki Liw Nedod" and it gets louder when you walk into the room. You're around. He makes strange movements that are not human. Then you hear screams. And only you hear it often. Because of that screaming you don't want to look at him anymore and you turn around. Then he runs to you. You feel a long thin cold hand run over your back. And the other one, you don't feel it. You don't look back yet, but you can't move for fear. Then you feel the hand on your shoulder. Which you try to turn around. You look into his eyes and settle because that's where you see the trauma of your life, or something you would never want to see. You run out of the room into the light and slam the door shut. Then you are liberated but you can still hear him whisper. He is wherever it is dark. Only in 1 place at a time, but he will always be able to come to you. And say something he doesn't want. He makes me do things like kill myself. Or one of my family members. But I just managed to stop it every time. I was only little, but when I was 8 it almost happened. Then actually all times, I was not strong enough yet. He made me grab a knife 3 times to hurt me or someone in my family. But every time I was strong enough to just miss it.

But was he so sweet at first? Then why not? Because I was afraid of him. He wouldn't hurt me if I never had. He was there for me. And I am leaving him, am I not? He thought so. I get that. But still when I was angry or very sad he was there for me. They are real friends. I didn't get it at first. But later I thought about the past. That's why he was there when I was having a hard time. I was once so angry that I wanted someone to do corona. A few from my class. He didn't, but I did. He wanna be friends because I'm a psychic too. I knew that for quite some time, since I got scared of my boyfriend from the darkness. I also know several ghosts. My grandfather, the friend from the past life, his name is Daniel. And indeed our great friend Jeremy. I also have pictures of them saying they had corona but if people really ask for it I will only show them briefly. Because that is a private violation, I think.

Jeremy and I have been good friends for a while. When I'm sad I go to him. This is possible because he is always in the darkest room, not always the same. I can always see him. My brother saw him first too, my mother once said. But he was afraid of him. Now I know well what will happen then. But I am not friends because I fear him. I am friends because I understand him. He looks scary, nobody wants to be friends. Everyone hates him. I recognize that, because when you are different you often do not have friends. But look, find someone who understands you in that too. It will never leave you, because it needs you. And you him. Therefore, but not the only reason. Because I help people, but also other things / animals / people / etc. And Jeremy wants a friend. So I gave it to him. 

At first I still thought he was scary. But he knew I was doing it for him, so he loved me too. After a long time I see him as nothing less than a good good friend for life. It sounds weird and scary maybe. Yes, I am weird and scary. But beware of being mean to anyone. Because maybe that gene also has a son friend. Who knows, and have you ever seen one? What do you call him? Or maybe it is a hair. Take a good look around the corners in the darkest parts of your house. They are spots or persons in the dark that are slightly darker in color than the dark itself. Maybe your trauma or friend is waiting there. But be careful! 

Do not be afraid.....