Recalling when I left my home, to see the outside world, and to experience the pain and suffering of folks from the first world; I remember my parents being against the idea of me possibly becoming corrupted by humans beyond their reckoning.
So, I believed anyway.
They had told me I need not know the pain of the outside world. It would do me no good. What they didn't tell me was I had already experienced trauma in a horrid way. And possibly, just possibly I did perish from that fall from the cliff. And if I did perish, then how am I alive like this?
Was it grandpa? Did he have some kind of power or magic to bring me back? It could have been at different times if I had survived that fall as a child, and perhaps I couldn't let it rest, and found the power to haunt the world out of my own unacceptance of mortality?
Why does this Paretegi say I am dead? I just can't fathom how I wouldn't know, or who or what sort of power could bring me back into the world as I am?
