I had a very bizarre and at the time, very unsettling experience happen to me when I was 12 years old. I have decided to share this experience on YGS for two reasons really, one is that it was just totally baffling, and the second is in the hope that someone else may have experienced the same kind of thing, and therefore can share with others (and I won't feel like such a freak! Lol!)
I have NEVER mentioned this to anyone before now. Mainly because I just had no idea how to process it in my then juvenile mind.
This experience is not in the "an evil shadow person appeared by my bed at 3:00 am" type account, so apologies in advance to anyone wanting to be frightened or thrilled. I don't even know if this will be published because whilst it's not technically a "ghost" story, it does have an element of spirituality to it, and is possible linked to the NDE category. Anyway, enough rambling, here it is:
When I was 11 I attended a school camp. I don't remember where it was, or even the time of year. It was a non-eventful camp, and there was only one moment that I remember, that was incredibly mundane, but was very important to the story. It was the evening, it was dark and I was walking through the camp, alone, along a concrete path through some buildings to my cabin. Pretty exciting, right? It gets more interesting, trust me...
I then went on another school camp the following year when I was 12. Different camp, again I can't remember where it was, but it doesn't really matter to the story. It was during this camp that I found myself walking back to my cabin one evening, along a concrete path, through some buildings, alone. It was at that point that I thought to myself; "This reminds me almost exactly of that time during last years camp" or words to that effect. And it was at THAT point when BANG / SWOOSH / ZIP! (take your pick) I was suddenly back on that path at my 11 year old camp, walking to my cabin. Now this wasn't just a memory, in my mind I was COMPLETELY there; it was as if I had literally traveled back in time and was walking the path. This lasted for a couple of seconds, the I was "back" on my 12 year old self camp ground.
I knew instinctively that I hadn't physically traveled back to the previous years campsite, that's impossible, but it was if I had somehow revisited that memory in its entirety, if that makes sense. It's very hard to explain. I was TOTALLY immersed in the memory and it didn't feel like it was a memory, or I was somehow observing myself in a disconnected way, watching myself. I was actually 'there', on that path again, completely reliving that moment in all it's 3 dimensional real-ness; all my senses active.
So, naturally I was very freaked out by that. I had never experienced anything like it, nor have I since. I remember that as soon as I 'returned' I just kept walking back to my cabin (heart rate slightly elevated), and knowing that I had somehow "morphed" back to that memory. At the time I couldn't explain why, or how it happened. I was only 12 after all.
In terms of what trying to understand what I experienced, in the subsequent years, whilst reading a lot about NDE's (Near Death Experiences) one of the recurring themes was what is known as a "life review". This is where the person who has "died" is shown their entire live in a vivid three-dimensional panorama. In some cases, it's EVERYTHING, including how they affected others, positively and negatively.
This is the only explanation that I have that could explain how it was possible to experience what I did back then. It would appear that everything we do in our lives is somehow stored and we can access it when we need to. My theory is that for some reason, I was able to suddenly access the path walking, maybe because they were such similar events. I really don't know why it happened; it was such a mundane, boring moment, but I would love to hear other people's theories, opinions on it, and I would also be very interested to hear about anyone who has experienced the same thing.
Thanks for reading.