*sitting at the shrink's office in a hypnotic state*
My name is Melissa, I am 29 years old. I went to England for my honeymoon with my husband, we reached this beautiful National park in Greater Manchester. Somehow, this placed looked very known to me. A feeling of déjà vu washed over me.
I touched this gate, and started feeling dizzy. I saw soldiers on their horses charging towards we with their swords. Its raining and the ground is slippery. I try to run.
My family has crossed this gate. I see a lady in a peasant outfit with a scarf around her head calling me but she isn't calling me Melissa. She is calling me "Burnett".
I look down at myself, my clothes are tattered, wet and muddy. I have a badge on me, It says "343 Burnett Thorns"
I don't understand. I was wearing a pretty sundress and who is Burnett
I turn back to see a horse few meters away from me. I smile at that lady who is furiously crying now and close my eyes. I can feel the sword coming towards my neck.
*waking up screaming and all sweaty, I look around*
I am at the shrink's office in Canada.
My husband is siting right across me and my doctor is scribbling something in his notepad.
What happened? Who is Burnett? Who am I?
What was that?
This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 284
Leaves me thirsty to a lot of questions and curiosity...Magnificently weaved..
ReplyDeleteThanks Abhishek, I am curious too
DeletePhew! No sword :)
ReplyDeletePast life regression therapy wonderfully expressed.
Thanks a ton Anita :-)
DeleteA fast paced drama exploding with questions.
ReplyDeleteWanted to leave a little for curiosity.
DeleteThanks for dropping by Gemma :-)
Very big change here. I wasn't expecting it!
ReplyDelete:-) Hope I could do some justice here.
DeleteThanks for dropping by Theresa :-)
Wow, flying eloquently on the wings of imagination.
ReplyDeleteThank you Usha Maam :-)
DeleteOhhh! I love the element of surprise... did not see it coming at all!
ReplyDeleteTHANKS for commenting on my poem, too. Sometimes we get sad, eh? Its ok... just a part of the process!
Thanks for dropping by Julie.
DeleteI agree, being is a part of life. Its like a passing cloud on a sunny day
A past life? Lovely photo, and a great read, with lots of unanswered questions!
ReplyDeleteThank you Yolanda :-)
Deleteit was a photo prompt
Wow.. past life.. I am always so fascinated about past lives and reincarnations :)
ReplyDeleteMe too, reincarnations, ghosts, spirits they kind of scare me and fascinate me
DeleteVery enthralling! & i liked that line too - being sad is like a passing cloud on a sunny day! Very nice!
ReplyDeleteThanks Natasha,
Deletebut I guess that line is in another post.
Thanks for dropping by
Haha, get well soon?
ReplyDeleteWell imagined!
Thank you Sun :-)
DeleteGod dang it. This is worse than friggin Law and Order. I read for what..2 minutes...Now I HAVE TO KNOW.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this.
I will surely write a sequel to this sometime :-)
DeleteThanks for dropping by Michael. Its super encouraging
this post made me curious for the next part of this story! nice take :)
ReplyDeleteMysteries of the past :-)
DeleteThanks for dropping by Ankita ;-)