"I am not sure of the exact year of this; however, I believe it to be actual fact as it was related to me by my father, who does not make this stuff up," reports Thursday. "My dad's nephew's family were about to go on holidays, and my cousin went back in house to check that everything was switched off just to double-check. He put his car keys on kitchen counter, and when he turned to pick them up... they were gone. They searched everywhere and still no keys to be found.
"He was so bemused by it all he underwent regression hypnosis after he returned from holiday, and in regression he remembered putting the keys down and after when they were gone. In-between, however, there was no memory at all -- nothing. Those few seconds of his life were just gone. By the way, the keys never turned up, and they live in that house to this day."
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I keep my keys on a keyring made of a piece of metal bent into a U-shape, with the ends crossed, like the ribbons people wear for various causes. At each end there is a knob which has to be unscrewed before a key can be added or taken off. I haven’t unscrewed it since I put the keys on it. There are normally three keys: front door, apartment door and mailbox. Shortly after my husband’s sudden death, I discovered that the mailbox key had disappeared. There is no way it could have fallen off, as the knobs were still screwed on tight. The keys are always in my purse, which is always near me. The only ‘rational’ explanation I can come up with is : “Someone entered the apartment while I was asleep, located the purse, found the keyring, unscrewed the knobs, removed the mailbox key, tightened the knobs, put the keyring back in the purse and the purse back in the closet where I leave it, and then left, all without waking me.” Obviously, that’s an absurd scenario. The key never turned up, so in order to get my mail, I must use my husband’s keyring. My best guess is that my husband did it, as a way of telling me that he’s still around. Some other things went missing, but there could be rational explanations: a fork ( which I might have accidently put in the trash), a comb ( which turned up, under the cushions in the couch; it might have slipped down if I was sitting there while combing my hair, although that’s something I never do). The mailbox key, though, is simply inexplicable.