I've heard of it. I've known it. But what is it? No one's speaking. My mother's smiling, my father's working. I'm playing, all alone in the living room. This was a memory.
Something's not right. They're coming. Who? They're doing something. My parents aren't here. They're gone. Wait. It's all going reverse. I'm crying, but the tears are not falling. They are coming back. Back into my eyes. All signs of terror witnessed seems to vanish. I'm running backward. My right hand slowly came down, back to its standing position. I'm standing, but I look like I'm going to run, that pose, is reversed. It doesn't go further back. It stopped.
. . .
Is this a movie? A video of some kind? But that's me, isn't it? If it is, then why? Why?