Ever wonder what lies beyond the physical plain where the dead and demons wander? I mean that's probably what everyones asks, right? Well regardless of whether you believe this story being real or fake I'll let you decide but before you choose not to delve into our friends eyes I beg you to reconsider. I wont say much about what this is you'll just have to read and find out. I assure you that all your questions will be answered.
Our story begins on a hot night in july It was humid that night as our friend Sammy Lorenzo, 18, had moved into his new house in louisiana. Sammy needed rest as he was to start his first day as a college sophomore. He wasn't too thrilled but he was glad that he had a change of scenery from his old bland small town. He walked into his small house that only had a large briefcase next to a mattress. His stuff was still in the U-haul but Sammy had the necessities. Backpack, pencil, notebook, textbooks, self cleaning products, and his briefcase. He laid down on the mattress and closed his eyes he then drifted off to sleep.
He slept for hours but his dream was a brief image of an old house that lasted no longer than a minute.
He then woke up his eyes carrying bags underneath them. He looked out the window seeing the sun on the horizon he then sighed and uttered to himself “fuck its too early for school.” he chuckled a bit and got up heading to the shower. He stripped down, his sleep clothes hitting the floor as his body was naked and bare. Then the knobs of the shower squeaked and echoed through the house as the sound of water hitting the drain. Sammy stepped in and sighed the water hitting his body while he scrubbed away the smell of a sweaty night. He stepped out 8 minutes later putting on a black tee with a white button up over it with the sleeves rolled up followed by some blue jeans and some roughed up vans.
He then put his lip and eyebrow piercing in. then a necklace with a small vial at the end of it, letting it hang off his neck. Lastly he let his messy hair droop down. The last two things he picked up was a small tin and slipped it into his pocket and then his backpack.He then spent 15 minutes walking to his new college enjoying the scenery but having the ominous feeling of being watched. Sammy ignored this continuing to walk while he dug into his pocket realizing he forgot some things at home. “Shit, I forgot my earbuds and my phone, damnit” he shook his head and continued on finally making it to school as the feeling of being watched slowly faded away. But of course nothing eventful just random stares and projects being stacked one after another. What sammy did notice was one female in the middle of the classroom with her friends looking at him. This gave him an offset feeling so he paid it no mind.
Later as the professor dismissed class and that offset feeling told him to leave quickly. He then had a thought walking out the door about that house in his dreams. He's never seen that house anywhere else but his dreams but something said to find it. Of course this journey would have to wait as he also had to move boxes from that U-Haul to his new house. So the remainder of the day was spent moving boxes and setting up his house as he went along. It wasn't until late that evening sammy finished moving boxes and could finally rest. Sammy was moving the last box when that feeling from earlier had resurfaced and he felt someone's cold glare on his skin.
The sun still painted the sky orange as he looked around only to find nothing. It was at this time he played it smart pulling out that small tin opening it up and pulling out a cinnamon toothpick and a ouija board piece putting his eye up to it to see a balck apparition.
It then darted into the forest near his house. He then chased after it running into the forest only to end up at a small clearing. He looked around through the board piece only to find nothing. Sammy figured that apparition would lead him to the house that he'd seen in his dreams but it didn't.What it did do was appear in the clearing and looked sammy down. As sammy looked at the figure it lifted its hand lifting sammy off the ground and flinging him against a tree knocking the wind out of him. With no time at all it placed its hand on sammys neck and choked him lifting him up against the tree his side bleeding from the impact he struggled his vision fading to black.
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Lover From The Shadow Realm
ParanormalWhen a young man by the name of Sammy Lorenzo, 18, moves from his hometown to his new home in Louisiana his life shrouded in mystery, he finds love in a mysterious way as sammy is used to being alone because of how he really spends his time.