Those Ancient Hills (Pet Sematary Fanfic)- Intriguing Shrink’s Visit

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Anyway, the doctor’s visit… yeah… it sure was interesting. I’m not sure if I’m feeling 100% better after last night, but I think I managed to get some answers on what the hell is going on with me.

So I walked into his office, which is within a larger medical building that is interconnected with one of the local hospitals, Cunningway Hospital to be exact. It had weird vibes to it, but I think part of it had to do with me being so nervous! I asked Jeff and Danielle to come in with me so they could give some insight to the doctor on what I have been acting like when I sleep. I had to show up about 30 minutes early so I could fill out some paperwork. The office itself was very nice. It had light mocha colored walls, red and dark brown furniture, a couple fish tanks on each side of the waiting room, a light brown hardwood floor with a large round rug over the top of it, and soft classic music playing in the background. The front desk was at the middle of the room with one brown haired, blue eyed girl sitting at the desk. She was quite friendly! I could see other receptionists and nurses walking around the room, printing stuff, going through papers, working on computers, you know, basic doctor office stuff.

“Hello Alex! How are you doing today?” A tall, svelt, older gentleman walked through the door and waved hello to me. He had salt and pepper hair, a green dress shirt, black shoes, and tie, deep blue eyes and lightly tanned skin.

“I’m doing okay I guess.”

“Hm. Just okay?” I nodded then looked down at my feet. “My name is Doctor Shirley, but you can call me Steve.” He smiled sweetly and stuck out his hand to shake it. He had a firm, but not too harsh of a handshake. “So I hear that you have been getting some pretty nasty nightmares, is that right?”

“Yes.” I felt so nervous, I wanted to throw up. My stomach was churning and my hands were cold and clammy. I looked down at my feet a lot. ‘Thank god they’re not covered in mud’ I thought to myself.

“There’s nothing for you to be nervous about Alex! I’m a pretty harmless guy. I have worked with teens and young adults for over 35 years. I promise that there is nothing to worry about. Now, who are these two who have joined you today? Are they your friends?”

“Yes they are. This is Danielle and Jeff.” Both of them stuck out their hands and shook the doctor’s hand. “They’re just here for moral support, I guess you can say.”

“Have they signed our medical consent forms yet?”

“Yes they have.”

“Good good! Anyway, I have a few basic questions that I need you to answer for me. These are primarily ‘yes’ and ‘no’ questions. I just need to gather a little bit more information about you before we can move forward. Is that okay?”

“Oh yeah that’s fine with me.” The nervousness started to fade just a teeny tiny bit. I found that I was starting to regain a sense of control.

“Alrighty then, let’s begin!” The doctor took out a clipboard and a black pen which had a white feather glued on it. I thought it was quite clever. Going through all of these questions just tired me out. Don’t ask me why, they just did.

“It definitely sounds like you had a bit of a troubling past, is that right?”

“Yeah… I have. During all the crap that happened back then, I really felt like as though there was a point in time where my family wanted nothing to do with me. Though during those hard times I had the support of my two best buds. I don’t know where I would be without them.”

“Have you had any counseling in the past Alex?”

“Yes of course.”

“Is it okay for me to refer you to a local MFT?”

“Yeah, sure. Any help that you can give would be great.”

“Alrighty then! I will be referring you to a Dr. Creed. He is one of my trusted colleagues and a friend of the family since I was little.” My stomach dropped to the floor as soon as that name came up. My hands began to sweat again and I could feel myself get shaky. Doctor Creed… Creed was one of the names that ghost Pascow mentioned… Goddammit Alex get yourself together! It’s just a coincidence.

“At the end of the day Alex, it is your health that matters the most. Don’t let your past get in the way of what you want to do in the future. You are a very young, healthy, and intelligent young man with a positive future ahead of you. I can promise you that you will get through this and I will do everything in my power to help you.”

“Thank you so much for your help today Dr- I mean Steve.”

“Now Alex, I would like to meet up with you soon just to make sure that everything is going okay. Would week after next be okay with you?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Your friends can come too if you want.”

“I think I’m going to be going alone this time, no offense guys.” I felt bad for saying no to Danielle and Jeff. We have all been in the same classes, if not at least in one of our classes together throughout our whole lives. We were together almost all the time and were there for one another no matter what was going on. Like for example, when Danielle’s dad was in the hospital due to a heart attack during high school, we dropped everything we were during and were there for Danielle until her dad got out of the hospital.

“Nah, you’re good man. We totally understand.” Jeff gave a thumbs up and Danielle nodded in agreement. I gave out a sigh of relief knowing that I didn’t hurt their feelings.

“In the meantime Alex I want you to continue to take your medications normally. The only thing I would suggest for now before we visit again is to start to use more holisitcal approaches to your nightmares. Things such as Essential Oil diffusers, playing white noise in the background, ASMR, and other forms of stress releiving tactics could really be of use. I also advise for you to back off of caffeine as much as you can.”

“Okay, sounds good.” Some of the things he brought up were things that I have never heard of or even tried. It was worth a shot!

“Alrighty then! I’ll have you take these papers up to the front desk and they will help you set up another appointment soon. I will see you in about two weeks.”

“Thank you! I’ll see you in a couple of weeks.”

I walked out the door, did my thing at the front desk, and all three of us headed out. As I walked out the front door of the doctor’s office, I took a deep breath, inhaling the cool autumn breeze, and exhaled slowly.

“How are you feeling Alex?” Jeff asked.

“Much better actually! I really like this doctor. Maybe even more than Dr. Daniels.”

“I’m not sure man, he seemed kinda off to me.” Danielle said. Both Jeff and I looked back at her in shock.

“What makes you say that Dani?” I was really taken aback by this. Danielle seldom talked about people like this. The only time she did was when something was really off. She’s really good at picking up on stuff like that.

“It’s just a feeling I guess. But, if he’s a good help to you Alex, then I have no right to say that.”

After the doctor’s visit, Jeff, Danielle, and I went out to a local cafe instead of Starbucks. It was called Vanilla Bean. It was a very sick cafe that was open from 8 am to 10 pm. It sat alongside the river and was about 15 minutes away from our house and around 20 minutes away from school. They served breakfast, lunch, and dinner at all times of the day. They were like an upscale version of Denny’s or Ihop. It was a hotspot for college students in the area for sure. We had coffee, brunch, and a whole lot of english rolls. They have the BEST rolls in the world.

The rest of the day went pretty well. No weird voices, no hallucinations, absolutely nothing! I took my medications normally and started doing what the doctor suggested for me to do. I got the diffuser and stuff from work after going to the Vanilla Bean. I set up my room with everything I needed and it was awesome. What was even better was that the nightmares stopped for a couple weeks. I was finally able to get some solid sleep and I didn’t feel so worn out during the day anymore. Every once in awhile I would see a fuzzy image of a wooden cross in a patch of crabgrass, but then the imagery would fade off into what I would consider to be a normal dream.

Except for last night. It was more than just a nightmare. This was a new reality for us all and there is no way out. The wooden cross, the rows of dead people, and even Pascow appeared once again, and I was fully awake.

Part 1- Introduction   |  Part 2- The Doctor’s Visit  |   Part 3- The Human Spirit Guide  |     |   Next Part   |

(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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I Have an Obsession With the Paranormal (Especially Post Mortem Pictures)- An Old Ghost Story Part IV

521715e957c32cd247c0bae341cebb8f--shadow-people-cut-outs “I think we should start heading back.” Joe said in a very cold tone, almost monotone.

“Already???” Kevin whined.

“It’s 10 minutes to 3 am.” His tone of voice chilled me to the bone.

“So?” Kevin stood up from the piles of paper and tilted his head.

“3 am is the witching hour. We’re not supposed to be out in the woods past 3 am, especially no later than 3:33 am.” Joe still sounded a hair away from being monotone and I really didn’t understand why. I felt this urge within my gut to figure it out. Why was he so serious about this? What is so significant about it being 3 am?

“Where in the world did you get that idea Joe?” I asked. I was really starting to feel off. I felt my stomach drop yet again… I completely forgot that I had this terrible feeling to begin with. Maybe leaving wasn’t such a bad idea.

“We don’t have much time! Let’s just get out of here! I’ll explain it to you later.” Joe’s cold tone quickly turned into a frantic tone. This was just too weird to explain.

“Oh come on man… We-” before Kevin finished his sentence, Joe stepped out the door and slammed it.

“What the hell man?” I grabbed as many papers as I could, stuffed them in my camera bag, then ran with Kevin to the door.

“Shit!” No matter how hard we pushed and yanked the knob, the door just would not budge. “Okay Jacob, step back from the door. I’m going to run at it and push it with all my might.”

“Uh okay… I’m ready” I stepped to the left of the door and watched my brother count down to three. My brother Kevin was a very big kid for his age. Not necessarily overweight, but just big in general. He was also very, very strong and played a lot of sports growing up. Baseball, Basketball, Hiking, Running, Cross Country, Tennis, Swimming, you name it. Hell, he currently plays college baseball at University of Iowa! Kevin is an absolute beast!

Anyway, I’m getting off topic. I had full faith that he would get this damn door open. With all his might he charged at the door and it burst open. The door swung to the right and Kevin tumbled down the stairs onto the uneven earth below. He fell face first into the earth with a loud thud. I quickly rushed to Kevin’s side.

“Hey!! Are you okay????”

“Ow, fuck… yeah I think so. I scraped my left knee up pretty badly, but I think it’s okay.” He got back up nonchalantly and brushed the dust off his shorts and Baseball T shirt. Thank god he’s okay… I let out a huge sigh of relief.

“What are you guys doing??? Goddammit man, how did you get all scraped up?” Both Kevin and I jumped and found Joe standing right behind us in disbelief.

“Now why the fuck did you block the door like that? That wasn’t funny man! We couldn’t get out.” Kevin got right up in Joe’s nearly expressionless zitty face. Joe took his glasses off for a moment, wiped them off, then put them back on his face. Then Joe suddenly began to laugh, and I don’t mean his usual awkward laugh he did every once in a while, but an almost maniacal laugh. This was very unlike Joe. He rarely pranked people and when he did, they were minor things like jumping out from behind people. He fell to the ground and started to roll on his back. “Oh my god!! I’m dying!!! I can’t believe you actually fell for that 3 am shit! That was too funny!”

“It’s not funny Joe! We both couldn’t get out! Why would you do that?” Suddenly Joe was able to collect himself and sat up from the bround.

“What are you talking about man? I was barely pressed up against it, then as I overheard one of you guys count to three, I jumped away from the door at the last minute.” All three of us looked back at the door and It was left wide open, slightly unhinged. “There is absolutely no way that I could’ve made it that hard for you two to get out.” Joe got up off the ground and looked back at the door.

“Oh my god, what the fuck is that smell??” Joe exclaimed. A putrid odor of rotting meat and sulfur overwhelmed our senses within an instant. We covered our mouths and started to gag. It stung my eyes and made my throat burn. All three of us started to look around to see where the smell was coming from.

A bone chilling whisper came up right behind us and said,”Get out!” All three of us turn around to see an eyeless girl in a tattered and torn old dress. She must have been at least 6-7 years old. Her skin was as nasty pale gray color, just like the the gray and brown dress she wore. Her dark brown hair was curled in a very old fashioned style. She had buttons for eyes which had blood seeping towards the bottom of them. Her mouth was wide open and her breath smelled like pure death. All three of us screamed at the top of our lungs and ran into the trees. What happened next was just an absolute nightmare…

To be continued….

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Nameless Dreamer- Growing Pains

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The girl crossed her arms and let out a forced sigh. “You keep saying, ‘You’ll see’, but I don’t see anything! What you are saying makes no sense at all.”

“You’re not a very patient one are you?” The orb said in a very calm matter.

“No, it’s not that I’m impatient. It’s just that everything is so different, so big, so vivid, so colorful and so…”

“Scary.”

“Yeah…”

Suddenly, a luminescent seed of life appeared in front of the girl and the spirit orb. A relatively small moon and a unidentifiable planet appeared behind the colossal seed. The orb thrusted the girl with all its might at the colossal seed and she stuck to it like the merging of magnets. The girl tried to stand up, but she ended up falling backwards and stuck to the seed.

“What the? Get me off this thing!!!!”

“Just rotate the seed and you will be free of it’s magnetic force.”

“Now how do I do that spirit orb?” The girl said in a impatient tone.

“Have you ever played with a toy top before?”

“Yeah, I used to collect them when I was little. I still have a full drawer at home… if I ever get there that is.”

“Okay, listen very carefully on what you need to do. Now first I want you to close your eyes.” The orb proceeded to float in her direction.

“Okay. My eyes are closed.” The orb sat on top of the girl’s head as soon as she closed her eyes.

“Now this might make you feel a little bit dizzy, but the feeling will quickly dissipate. Now that you have your eyes closed, I want you to envision the shape that you are stuck to as of right now. The shape is called ‘The Seed of Life.'”

“Okay.” The girl started to envision the colossal glowing seed. “Now what do I need to do next?”

“Do you see that shape that you are looking at?”

“Yes, I can see it in my mind. Now what would you like me to do?”

“I want you to envision that shape, really really focus on it. With that, envision the seed of life as a top.”

“Uh okay… How do I do that?”

“Take that shape that you see, and form it into a top. Think of it if you were to draw a picture or make a sculpture out of it.”

“I think I understand what you mean… okay.”

“Do you see the top?”

“Yes I do see the top.”

“Spin the top.”

“What?”

“I said spin the top! Spin it as fast as you can.”

“How do I do that if I can’t even touch it???”

“Envision it spinning dear girl.” The massive seed of life began to rotate in a 360 degree manner as soon as the girl began to spin the top.

“Oh god! I’m dizzy. Holy crap! Oooooooouuuuughhhh…”

“It’s alright dear girl! Give it a moment.”

“Okay. I trust you spirit orb. Whooooaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!” The colossal seed rotated faster and faster as the top in the girl’s mind spun. It eventually spun at breakneck speed. Suddenly the girl was yanked off the spinning seed and a flash of bright golden light filled her vision for a moment.

“Here we go! Hang on tight!” The spirit orb stretched its wings almost as far as the eye could see. The wings, like the flash of light were so bright that they blinded the girl’s vision for a few moments. The duo gently float down onto a large boulder that sat several yards from a massive waterfall. The girl rubbed her eyes and opened them. She was in awe of the new world that appeared in front of her eyes.

“You did it.” The orb said. A jolt of unbearable pain shot through the girl’s spine up through her head and once again she was on the ground in agony. The excruciating jolt lasted for only a few seconds. As soon as the jolt of pain stopped, the girl stood up. She felt her shoulders again and found that the bumps that were once there were significantly bigger. They were 3-4 inches in length and they were much thicker than before. She looked at the spirit orb in disbelief, then outwards towards the horizon of the new world.

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Nameless Dreamer

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               The moment her eyes opened the new world, she knew that nothing would ever be the same. Her icy blue eyes couldn’t absorb everything around her. A sky full of color that stretched on for what seemed forever, reflective waters as far as the eye can see, one single tree sitting behind her back sitting upon a tiny patch of grass, but what was this? A gentle breeze blew her strawberry-golden blonde hair to the side. She looked down at her dainty bare feet and wiggled her toes within the thick grass. Is this even real? The grass feels real. No way. She thought. She stood up from the chair she woke up in and gazed upon the endless cosmos. Huh? She found that she was wearing a soft white robe with a hood in the back. I know for a fact that I did not go to sleep wearing this. And yet… I don’t plan on taking this off any time soon. This is the softest thing I have ever worn in my life! 

               Suddenly a small orb of indigo light landed on her left shoulder, which caused her to jump. “Hi! What are you?” The orb was the size of an average human fist. It floated at her eye level, but did not say anything back. Suddenly the orb darted forward above the water. “Wait! Where are you going??? Come back!” The girl began to sprint after the orb without paying any mind to the water. She stumbled over the grass onto the surface of the water, which was as solid as ice… but it wasn’t ice. The surface of the water was very much wet with a thin layer of reflective water, but underneath it was completely solid. Wha? There’s no way that this is happening. I’m standing on water… I’m ACTUALLY standing on water. She kneeled down and ran her fingers across the surface of the water. 

              “Follow me!” The orb silently whispered to the girl. She stood up looked up and saw that the orb was a few inches away from her face. As soon as the orb showed up in front of the girl’s face, it swiftly took off. With that, the girl sprinted towards the orb. 

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Those Ancient Hills (Pet Sematary Fanfic Intro)

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Hey guys, my name is Alexander Greevason (it’s a weird name, I know). I’m 21 and was born and raised in Michigan. There has been a lot of big changes that have been rumbling in my life lately and I wanted to create a blog. I love to write and I especially love to entertain people with my stories. I’m so happy that I finally found a platform to write on that seems legit. I don’t like most blogging websites like Reddit, Tumblr, Google+ shit or do I like anything that has a whiff of anything that could be interpreted as something that it isn’t. When I found WordPress, I was totally stoked!

Anyway, back to the big changes! I just recently got my Associates in Fine art and a minor in Sociology. It took me three years to get it, but I FINALLY got it. I worked 40 hours a week at a local bookstore-cafe which was nearby my parent’s house and even closer to the school. My parents were so supportive and encouraging. Life was good!

Earlier this year, I found out that I got into University of Treadlock, Maine. I was absolutely ecstatic. I threw a huge party the next day. They are one of the top ten schools in the US with an amazing Liberal Arts program. Within the Liberal Arts Program, Political Science, Sociology, and Psychology are the top three undergraduate programs at that school. There’s an 83% acceptance rate, 63% of school body is made up pf transfer students, and 97% of graduates end up going into the profession that they went to school for. I could keep going on and on about the great things this school has to offer, but there are a few factors outside of education that really makes me want to move to Maine. 

Jeff and Danielle, my friends from childhood are going to the same school with me. We were basically friends at birth give or take. We went to the same elementary school, jr high school, high school, and community college. All of our families are tight nit. Jeff wanted to be an Engineer and Danielle either wanted to be a Teacher or a Veterinary Technician. I want to become an Author and an English professor at U of T.

The move for my friends and I was easy peasy. However, the move was more difficult for our families than it was for us. I think it was even harder for my parents to adjust because they didn’t understand why we were moving so far away. The truth is, even though my life had been good for the most part I really just wanted to move onto something bigger and better. My family and I hit some rough patches in the past, but that wasn’t going to get in the way of my dreams. Honestly I thought that maybe moving would make things easier for my family so they could focus on their own stuff and I could focus on mine. 


Now, fast forward about 7 months, Jeff, Danielle, and I just found a condo not too far away from school. It had 3 bedrooms, 2 1/2 bathrooms, a massive kitchen and living room area, a basement, and an attic. We found it odd that it had both an attic and a basement, but we shrugged it off. This place was in really good shape! It was freshly painted inside and out, massive windows with an amazing view of the campus and a river that sat behind it from a hilltop. It also had a fridge, dishwasher, washer and dryer in the basement, and central air. It wasn’t furnished, but that was no problem for us. Everything was perfect.

This place was only 3k-4k a month, depending on if we had pets coming with us or not. Danielle brought her 13 year old cat, a male Calico named Mr. Jenkins (this cat was a major oddball, or should I say furball), Jeff brought a boxer-husky mix named Jack, and lastly I brought a black fighter fish named Bethoven and a rabbit named Galileo. Everything was going great for the past few weeks. Classes have been going well for us as well as our part time jobs. Danielle was a front desk associate at a local library, Jeff got a job at Target as a hardlines worker, and I worked at the Starbucks/Cafe within the same store.

I’ve been having some really bad dreams lately and I really can’t figure out why I’ve been having them. First they started out as flashes of black and white light, then I slowly started to see an old illegible and decrepid gravestone made of wood sitting on top of a pile of crabgrass. I’ve been waking up in a cold sweat, hearing whispering in both of my ears. This has been happening for the past week or so and I’m really not sure why. I hope I’m not going crazy… 

If this continues, I’m going to go see a doctor and see if maybe I need an adjustment to my medications. Oh well! We shall see how these next few days go.

Peace out!

~Alex

 The Doctor’s Visit —->

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

Thanatic Tomb Waltzer

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Like everything in this realm and many others, there is always a dark side.

The Grave Dancer has a shadow companion, one which she cannot see, feel, or hear.

Her name is Thanatos, the Thanatic Tomb Waltzer. Unlike The Grave Dancer, she died in anger, pain, and sorrow.

Thanatos died down the street from her very own home. A massive pileup happened in the middle of the road, causing six cars to spiral out of control, slamming Thanatos into another building. The wall made of glass gaveway to the force of the car and sank Thanatos into shards of glass and wood. Thanatos was pronounced dead at the scene. Many others passed away from that crash as well.

The two were once biological twins when they were both still alive. Both loved to sing and dance with one another. The two beings exist on different planes of reality, due to the nature of their deaths and the spirits that they hold within.

Like The Grave Dancer, Thanatos was a name given to her.

Thanatos would only be present in places reeking of death and sorrow.

Cemeteries, broken tombs, old decrepid resting places, even unmarked graves.

Thanatos didn’t just dance like The Grave Dancer, she would dance slowly with a gentle waltz, to an uncontrollable wild dance that is forever unknown.

The Grave Dancer would hum, sing, and laugh, whereas Thanatos would cry, scream, and wail.

She was not a kind hearted spirit like The Grave Dancer. She tormented the dead with her screaming and crying. Sometimes she would dance upon the graves, creating more noise than anything else.

For the spirits that tried to stop her, she would send her ravens to chew them out.

She would cackle at the spirits who suffered from her terror. She laughed at spirits who felt endless pain and sorrow. She even would join in if she felt like the situation warranted it.

Despite the fact that The Grave Dancer and her dog are as happy as can be, she still wonders what has happened to her dear sister.

One day… that all changed.

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Grave Dancer (Companion)

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Many moons ago, a young woman and her pet wandered on the path of lost and found. Lost souls wandered on these paths during troubled times, hoping to find the answers they are looking for. These passerbys would see the woman and her pet together hand and hand. However, every passerby noticed something off about the woman and the dog. Both beings glowed a translucent blue and seemed to be walking on air. Their feet touched the ground, but only just. Some have claimed to see orbs or perhaps wings on the young girl and her pet.

Whenever a passerby would see them, the pair would be spotted dancing, waltzing, or even skipping. Other times she would pass by, smiling or even say hello and her companion would either bark twice, or walk up to the passerby, expecting to be petted.

The young woman was eventually called the Grave Dancer and her pet the companion. She wasn’t called that for the sake of dancing around gravestones; but for the sake that she would radiate her infinite light during grave times for the lost passerbys. 

It was said that the Grave Dancer and her companion would only show when a passerby is under great distress. If the passerbys considered taking their own lives, she would be there. If the passerbys had a loved one who was in critical condition or perhaps on their death bed, she would be there. If the passerbys were lost, she would be there to help guide them in the right direction.

No one really knows where the Grave Dancer and her companion came from, or why she does what she does. Some claim that maybe she’s an earth angel, or some sort of spirit guide. Regardless, she has saved many lives, lifted spirits of the broken, and helped sooth the mourning with her dance.

Today she can still be spotted dancing with her companion from time to time. If you feel lost, defeated, heartbroken, or even wanting to give up, follow the road. The Grave Dancer and her companion will help you find the way.

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