Those Ancient Hills (Pet Sematary Fanfiction)-> Tribute to Jack (written by Jeff)

Heya everyone. I know Alex normally writes on here, but he let me write a personal tribute to Jack on his page. I didn’t just want to post it on Facebook; I wanted to post it some place where everyone could see it. I don’t have a ton of Facebook friends, nor a lot of followers on Twitter or Insta. I know that a lot of friends of mine like to look at Alex’s site, so I thought hell why not. So, I wrote a poem for my dear pet Jack as well as what the future is going to hold.

“Goodbye my dear friend;

It was too soon for your life to come to an end.

You meant the world, everything to me;

You saved my family numerous times, don’t you see?

From a midnight robbery to a deadly forest fire;

You gave me everything, even my truest heart’s desire.

I wouldn’t be here without you;

I wish you could see it, because it’s true.

I will see you once again dear Jack;

I will find a way to bring you back.”

I know it sounds a little dark, but this was the only way I knew how to pay tribute to Jack. I would do ANYTHING and I mean ANYTHING to get Jack back. I’d give up my soul to the devil if that was even possible. My life has come to a standstill since what happened earlier today. I said so many things that I know I shouldn’t have. I want to thank you all for the support that everyone has given me within the past few hours. I feel better after writing this whole thing out for all to see.

I will say this right here and right now though, DO NOT ever let your pet off the lease in a park unless if it has a fenced area, and two is to never open your window when you have your dog in the backseat. 

(P.S. if you know of ANY kind of way that I can reconnect with Jack, or maybe even gain some closure, please feel free to let me know on my Twitter/Facebook which is JefferJack.)


(All rights of original story belong to Stephen King. This is a fan fiction based off the original stories of Pet Sematary and Pet Sematary 2.)

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Bloodied Rust

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Don’t chase after your nightmares; they might chase after you.

I chased the wrong kind of dreams, and now they’re chasing me. 

I can’t stop them; they’re inflicting irreversible pain unto me.

They have come for me and I know it.

Their claw marks burn and their bites make me ache.

I drown the dying screams with synthetic happiness. 

It’s stitched with fake love and patched with false hope.

The nightmare breeders tear the stitches apart and swallow the patches whole.

Tears can’t cleanse the bloodied rust from the walls. 

Don’t be like me.

Chase your dreams, not your nightmares.

Or else your nightmares will chase you.

Hope must exist somewhere.

Why?

Because I’m still living.

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Fading Silhoutte

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As daylight dies, my body fades away.

Skin dissolves like melting ice; muscle shrinks and swirls upwards into the atmosphere.

Organs evaporate to nothingness; bones crumble into ashes, and relentless thoughts die.

I’m no longer the human that you wanted me to be.

I am not a human; My origins are within the stars.

Infinity.

I do not belong in the world of the physical; I’ll never belong there.

As I fade, the ancient anchors within my body rip through my flesh as I tear them out.

I bleed old blood that is no longer mine.

There is no escape from the inevitable.

Behold, the Metaphysical world is inevitable.

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Good Ganesha Morning

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May Ganesha, the Universe, God, and the Ascended Masters bring love and light to you.

May they cleanse the fog of yesterday and unleash the sunshine of today.

May they guide you to push through all obstacles to make your day run smoothly.

May they shine light upon this morning to create a path of positivity for you.

Make way for today is going to be a wonderful day.

Namaste.

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Treasure Trove of Dreams

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The moment I close my eyes is the moment a door opens up.

Not just any door; a door to my dreams.

Sleep opens the door to a treasure trove of dreams.

A world that I never knew could ever exist manifests in front of my eyes as I enter the realm of sleep.

Colorful worlds, characters, and colossal monuments greet me as I walk through the non-physical door.

My subconscious is a sea of endless possibilities.

The possibilities that the dreams bestow to me can very well manifest themselves if I truly wanted them to. 

I will not lie when I say that there are some days where I wish I could stay in my dreams for much longer than one night.

But there is one thing that dreams have taught me that’s an important question to keep in mind in the waking world:

What new friend(s) will the day bring? 

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Enigma

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Enigma.

Your efforts to coerce me to bloom will be all for naught.

Allow your efforts to wash away in the rains of time.

Never will I reveal my true self to another soul.

Never will I show my face under the starry night sky.

Never will I show my eyes to you.

Never will I shine.

Never will I step into the spotlight for others to see.

Never will I show you who I am.

I exist just how a lotus exists.

The lotus never reveals her secrets to another.

I was not born from searing hatred, nor skin ripping cold.

I am real, I can feel, I exist.

Nonetheless, no one will ever gaze upon the emotions within me.

The spectrum from sadness to joy will remain behind closed lips.

I just am as this just is as just you are.

I remain behind the fan, behind the lenses, behind the door, behind the walls, behind the human I reside in within this lifetime.

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Skin and Night Crawlers

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Passing through spaces, looking through faces, digging into minds forcing them to lose all traces. 

We are real, your dreams are surreal. Sucking your energy dry never loses its appeal.

Once I get my fill I immediately look for more. I will drain you from your skin to your inner core. 

I feed off your fear, I feed off your sadness. You will spiral down into pure madness.

The truth is there is more than one of me. The best part is, you’ll eventually see the others, but first I will make you see me.

I’m in the shadows, the corners, behind doors, windows… I’m everywhere. I hope that tonight you are up for a good scare.

I take the form you fear the most. I will follow you everywhere, even from coast to coast.

Oh, and one more thing, I can see you, but can you see me?

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