tjohn
07-11-2008, 06:34 AM
Missing time? It would seem to be the reverse, like I had gone back in time!
When (many years ago) I was eight or nine years old and going to junior school, I was getting bullied almost every day. One day on my way to school the usual bullies grabbed hold of me and threw me into a ditch which was full of nettles. In those days boys wore short trousers and I was also wearing a short sleeved shirt so my face, arms and legs were covered with nettle stings.
I must have passed out because the next I remember I was (apparently) in the school medical room and when I woke up there was two nurses looking down on me and one of them said, “We have to do something, or it will spoil his beauty” - which being a kid I thought was an odd thing to say, because at the time I had been conditioned into thinking that only girls could be called beautiful.
Shortly after seeing the nurses I fell asleep again. I half woke up again several times and with it sometimes being dark and sometimes being light, I knew I was there for several days. I remember wondering why mum and dad had not been to see me. I had presumed I was in the school medical room but never once heard children playing and making a noise. Except for when the nurses were talking at the start, it was quiet all the time or at least at the times when I (half) woke up.
I remember watching a tree through a window which was moving very gently in the breeze. That tree was amazingly beautiful to see before I would fall asleep again and it was special, like it was talking to me without words.
Next I remember walking home but I can't remember leaving school or anywhere. I was spaced out, like nothing was real and it was as if I somehow appeared on my street from out of nowhere! It was also strange that there were no signs of nettle stings on my body, so I was thinking it couldn't have been the same day. Yet when I got home it was the same day and if I had dreamed it all up then what happened with school that day???
When I got home no-one asked where I had been but I didn't dare say anything about it, because I would have been ridiculed as I often had been, when I previously tried talking about strange experiences I was having (such as seeing or hearing 'ghosts' or seeing balls of light which I now know are called orbs).
So did it really happen, or was it all a dream? I think something must have happened because being covered in nettle stings which was very uncomfortable indeed, isn't the sort of experience I would have imagined.
Was I abducted by aliens? I had never heard of alien abductions at that age so it didn't imagine I was – but was I? To this day I don't know what to make of it but if something did happen, it looks like they mended me and put me back to the same day so I wouldn't be missed by my family. :)
And as for the tree I saw when I was half asleep I have had a fascination with trees since that day. Oh and did I mention that one of the nurses was very good looking? lol
OK, some are going to think I am a nutter but I have gone past caring what people think of me that way. I would like to know if anyone else has had a similar experiences and if so, what they think it means.
When (many years ago) I was eight or nine years old and going to junior school, I was getting bullied almost every day. One day on my way to school the usual bullies grabbed hold of me and threw me into a ditch which was full of nettles. In those days boys wore short trousers and I was also wearing a short sleeved shirt so my face, arms and legs were covered with nettle stings.
I must have passed out because the next I remember I was (apparently) in the school medical room and when I woke up there was two nurses looking down on me and one of them said, “We have to do something, or it will spoil his beauty” - which being a kid I thought was an odd thing to say, because at the time I had been conditioned into thinking that only girls could be called beautiful.
Shortly after seeing the nurses I fell asleep again. I half woke up again several times and with it sometimes being dark and sometimes being light, I knew I was there for several days. I remember wondering why mum and dad had not been to see me. I had presumed I was in the school medical room but never once heard children playing and making a noise. Except for when the nurses were talking at the start, it was quiet all the time or at least at the times when I (half) woke up.
I remember watching a tree through a window which was moving very gently in the breeze. That tree was amazingly beautiful to see before I would fall asleep again and it was special, like it was talking to me without words.
Next I remember walking home but I can't remember leaving school or anywhere. I was spaced out, like nothing was real and it was as if I somehow appeared on my street from out of nowhere! It was also strange that there were no signs of nettle stings on my body, so I was thinking it couldn't have been the same day. Yet when I got home it was the same day and if I had dreamed it all up then what happened with school that day???
When I got home no-one asked where I had been but I didn't dare say anything about it, because I would have been ridiculed as I often had been, when I previously tried talking about strange experiences I was having (such as seeing or hearing 'ghosts' or seeing balls of light which I now know are called orbs).
So did it really happen, or was it all a dream? I think something must have happened because being covered in nettle stings which was very uncomfortable indeed, isn't the sort of experience I would have imagined.
Was I abducted by aliens? I had never heard of alien abductions at that age so it didn't imagine I was – but was I? To this day I don't know what to make of it but if something did happen, it looks like they mended me and put me back to the same day so I wouldn't be missed by my family. :)
And as for the tree I saw when I was half asleep I have had a fascination with trees since that day. Oh and did I mention that one of the nurses was very good looking? lol
OK, some are going to think I am a nutter but I have gone past caring what people think of me that way. I would like to know if anyone else has had a similar experiences and if so, what they think it means.