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Glimpse
of a Past Life
by Magdolina
I am from Europe, was born and raised in Hungary. The first time I traveled outside of my country, I was 21 years old. I never in my entire life traveled anywhere else, only in Europe, Canada and USA.
The background of the story: There were no TVs at the time and I have never been to the cinema either.
The story: I was less than four years old and my father told me one day: "We are going to the city." Meaning the city center. I was all excited. It was a beautiful, sunny day and I felt great. I remember walking down the streets hand in hand with him. He was a tall man and I was very tiny. I never went out with my father anywhere. So I decided to remember this "big day" and remember that everything was perfect today everything was "my way." Including the weather. I made a mental note about my age, so I never forget the beauty of it.
The funny thing is, that I can't recall at all where we actually went, what was our destination, what has happened. But as we were walking back home enjoying the blue skies and the shades of trees, all of a sudden I see a boy crawling on the street, on the sidewalk actually, coming from the gates of a house. He was playing of course. There was no one else around.
At that moment I felt something very strange. It felt that I was pulled upward a bit and became taller. I was immersed into another reality for a couple of seconds. I "saw" another city and a boy crawling on the street. But he was crawling because he was a cripple; he could not stand up, his legs were wrapped in cloths. I saw white houses, white roofs and no trees whatsoever. The barrenness of the place struck me. This so different from what I knew.
I felt confused and did not know what on earth was happening to me. How come I see something right now and at the same time I see another city street almost superimposed to this one. I remember looking up to my father, checking him secretly, if he noticed something strange about me. I thought maybe I went crazy for a short time or something bizarre happened to me which is visible too. Maybe the world changed for a second, something I have never experienced before, but it might happen again - who knows? After all, I am too little to know all the secrets of the world. But my father noticed nothing, kept talking to me smilingly. All is well, I thought. I have to keep this "happening" hidden from him. He does have a smart and beautiful daughter. Not a weirdo, that would be so bad, I could be almost ashamed of myself.
Much later, when I was reading lots of books, looking at photos from all over the world, watching TV, etc., I realized that the scenery I have seen was from a Middle-Eastern or Arabic country! Still to this day I have never been in a country like that.
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