Mystical

Origin

This is my life's story, many of you may not believe but it's the truth.
The things we believe are not there are actually there.
You will soon know why am not allowed to tell people this story.
I love you guys enjoy.
-Carrot.

Chronicles of Jacob den.

I always wanted to go to boarding school because of the fun adventures and funny experiences I heard from my friends.

Boarding expenses were very high, the school fees as a non-boarding student where already high and my mom couldn’t pay.

My family had just run away from my dad and his neighborhood. The place we lived in before was the den of the supernatural.
Black cats with red eyes appeared in the night, snakes chased people from when they left their houses till when they got to their destination and mysteriously disappeared. 

It mostly happened to kids in that neighborhood but when we told our parents they said it was just our imagination.

It seemed like the parents where being mind controlled, cause a kid went missing for three days and when he came back home his parents didn’t even notice.

My dad had always been a kind man and my parents never fought. But that all changed when we re-located to “Fan-Man” estate.

I don’t know whether I was born more spiritual than physical but I had chains tied to the spiritual realm more than the physical. I could see things that weren’t there and no I wasn’t crazy.

Anybody that hurt me ended up in the hospital the next day. And it was scary, I tried my best to be a good person, so that I wouldn’t be hurt. It’s like I was protected by a strange force. That activated whenever I was hurt.

I have a sister and I love my sister but whenever she hurt me she got hurt the next day.

There was a day she was kicking me and she was standing on the bed, and the fan up, sliced her hand!!
She didn’t lose her hand but the blood was much. A man beat me in class and had an accident the same day.
A woman cursed me and she was sick for two weeks.

“For every action done towards me there was an equal and opposite reaction” I usually said, but people didn’t believe until it was their turn. Before I went to the “Kane boarding school” I also had adventures in “Fan-Man” estate.

I loved cartoons because they kept my mind under control and kept the powers I think I had, under control.
I was was watching cartoon  once and my maid tried to take the TV remote from my hand and I didn’t want to give her, so she took it by force and locked me in my room.
I told her it wouldn’t go well for her but she didn’t listen and that night she ran mad. She tried to stab my uncle with a knife but my uncle stopped her and she was kicked out the next day.

My uncle lived with us because my mom’s sister took care of my mom when their parents died.
So when my uncle’s mom died, she did the same for him.

My dad as I said before was a good man but that all changed when we got to Fan-Man estate.

All the parents I saw too didn’t care for anybody around and they didn’t care for their kids. But my mom was different, I don’t know why but she was. The hold of the neighbor hood didn’t have control over her.

I come from a Christian family but the Christian part is more from my mom’s side.
My dad was also a Christian but not like my mom.     My mom was just special and I don’t know why. But she had ties to the spiritual realm too, she was just like me but had light in her, but I, had something else in me.

My Dad started to come home late, he began drinking. And the light that was in him was dimming. He started practicing the dark arts, I  knew because I could see it.
My dreams where more of nightmares than what a kid is supposed to dream about.
I loved my dad but that all changed when I saw him  killing our neighbors in my dream at the back of our house and draw symbols with their blood.

I was small, so I didn’t think much of it until the neighbors I saw in my dream went missing and three days later they were found dead. The same marks of where they were stabbed and killed in my dream were the same marks I saw in real life.
My future prediction came in form of dreams. I didn’t say anything to my mom or dad. I behaved like nothing happened. I continued having nightmares but I didn’t tell anyone, until I had the dream where I saw my dad kill my mom. I slept with my uncle so when I had that dream I woke up screaming.

My uncle woke up in fright and asked me what was wrong but I didn’t say anything to him. I apologized and left his room. I went to my mother’s room and I woke her up.
My dad wasn’t around so it was the perfect time to tell her. I went to her room and told her everything without leaving any detail, she was quiet then she finally responded and said.

“I know,” I was so shocked, she said she had been praying, that she knows about everything and she was trying to save him , because he isn’t a bad man it was the hold of this estate, but it seems like he can’t be saved and there is nothing we can do.  

Then she told me that we would run away from the estate while my dad was on his trip for three days. We had packed everything on the first day and hired people to move our things to the new house on the second day. We packed fast and we were to leave on the second day but in the night when we were about to leave finally my dad showed up.

We quickly ran into the house while he hadn’t seen us. The car was packed and everything was in it and prepared for us to leave, he just had to go so we wouldn’t be followed . 

My dad walked inside and gave a deadly look at my mom. “You really think you can escape. You aren’t going anywhere.” I was already afraid, because my dad was walking towards me, then my mom said one word and it threw him back, slamming his back into the TV, shattering it. We quickly rushed towards the car.

  We were already about to leave but by the time the car drove out of our house. The whole estate was already in front of us.