Fears Do Come True...

Déjà vu

(My attempt at a creepy pasta character/story.) (Original)

"There's no place like a normal life. There's no place like your own room. There's no place like having a good night's sleep. Then there's fear. Everyone's got it, right? There's tonssss of things we might be afraid of such as heights, spiders, water, or even the dark! But there's always that one fear... that one fear were truly afraid of... Usually people keep that a secret... and sometimes people don't even know what there own deepest fear is. But in my opinion, I believe we have two deepest fears. That's right, two! One, the deepest fear everyone had that I mentioned, that's the first darkest fear. The second is it coming true. I wonder what would happen, if that were the case...hmmm..."

"Did you hear? Several people have gone missing," Abbi perked up, snapping my attention to what my mom just said, this kind of stuff interested me. "Really? How?" Abbi asked. "I don't know, nobody does, all the sudden there in there room and then in the morning, there gone! It's weird, it's all been happening at night. I think it's a kidnapper it's gotta be." My mom said, While ironing in her bedroom and Abbi right across the hall from her in my own bedroom. It was Friday, February 2nd, and my mom had the news on as the news reporter on the screen talked about a string of recent murderer but mostly disappearances. I figured it was most likely a kidnapper, like Abbi's mom said, and soon lost interest in it. But even from here, Abbi could tell her mom was on edge because of where the murders and disappearances were mostly taking place. Here, in this town. Nothing we could really do about it though since we didn't know how these murderers and disappearances were happening they were just... happening, as they were. "Pretty mysterious." Abbi said, going back to her phone. "Yeah it is, hey Abbi, I don't want you going outside this weekend, ok? And if you do let me come with you, or at least an adult." Abbi's mom said. Abbi didn't have any plans to go out, so all she said was a casual "Ok." And resumed playing on her phone. Eventually Abbi's phone died. Abbi groaned with annoyance and went to get her charger. When she did she plugged it into the outlet near her desk and sat in a chair right next to where her phone was charging. She had to wait a bit before she could turn her phone on so she could play on it at the same time it was charging. Abbi's mind, as usual, wandered deep in thought in a locked uncontrolled dazed daydream of something to do with what she was staring at, then a picture of her room came into her head in it's usualality of how it looked when she was trying to get to sleep. It was very realistic, and Abbi had these moments at least once a week. In the quick vision she saw herself staring at the wall across from her bed, paryalized, just... staring the shadow in the corner of her room that was always there and looked like a figure of a man, emerged, she knew it was going to kill her, and fear struck Abbi in the middle of the daydream, which broke her hold on the vision sending her back to reality. You see, Abbi did have these often enough but each time she had one, that tiny moment was inserted into her fate and when it actually happens in real life (and it DOES in fact end up happening in real life) she had usually forgotten even having the vision but she gets the strongest feeling of déjà vu  a person could ever feel and she either thinks "Did I dream this?" Or "Had this exact moment happened before?" And if the second question isn't correct, it's usually the first. And since it's obvious something is going to happen to Abbi involving this creepypasta character, thus, the story of the girl who almost evaded her own caused death shall commence.