Love of Another World
01 - Loved Jin

...This is a collection of Romantic and Sad Horror Stories. I hope you like this romantic horror story. Thanks 🙏...

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Hi, my name is beautiful.

my little introduction to myself, I am an 18-year-old woman today, I want to share my story, how I am loved by a nation from another world. And unconsciously I love her too.

I am an Indigo child, since I was a child, I have been able to see them and interact with them. Of course it is common for me, although sometimes their forms that I can not expect, sometimes it shows up in front of me, and surprises me. It scares me sometimes.

Thank you for listening to this little introduction.

I'm gonna start my story when I'm 10, which is what I want to tell in this story.

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That morning.

when I was 10 years old.

I woke up from my sleep with sweat soaking in my face, and my breath was dull, my eyes immediately tracing around me, making sure I was in my parents' house.

I dreamed something that was really scary to me, in my dreams.

I dreamt a man was staring at me from outside the house, he stood there staring at me without blinking, There was a faint smile on his lips and it was a very cute smile for me, and I think it's really scary for a kid my age.

in my mind, he's probably the villain that's after me, he's probably the kid-kidnapper.

I immediately closed my door and my mother came up to me and asked when I saw my frightened face.

"What's Beautiful?."

My mother stroked my shoulder. "Let's go into the room, just ignore him, as long as he doesn't get close to you, don't worry." A little word calms me.

but what I don't understand is why my mother was so relaxed when I said there was a grown man looking at our house, did you not want to throw him out. That's what's on my mind, I don't know, I don't want to think about it, it's enough to scare me, but when I'm in the room, I'm in the room, I heard a knock on the window of my room, it shocked me and woke me up from sleep.

At first I felt calm because it was just a dream, which is commonly said flower sleep.

But at night, when I go back to sleep, I dream the same thing, the same atmosphere, the same scenery, and the same words come out of my mouth with a conversation with my mother.

And it happened not just 2 days, but strangely his 7 days in a row. The same dream.it made me not calm.

When I woke up, I saw my grandmother sitting on the porch of the house.

"Mother."

"Wake up?."

"Yes Nek."

"Sir, Beautiful dream Grandma, there is a grown man looking at me, but he only sees me, does not come to me and say hello to me, And the dream happened already this week grandma."Say to Grandma.

"Really?." Grandma momentarily looked at me, then she turned her gaze away from me.

"Just the dream, so before going to bed pray Son. anyway if Beautiful dream again, he invites the beautiful go, just ignore the boy."Say my Grandma.

"Why grandma?."

Just now I was wondering why Grandma said that, Suddenly someone came to us who was sitting outside, asked my grandmother to talk, and it upset me, and chose to walk into the house again.