{CHAPTER-1} The first retrieval

I remember that dream occurred when I was still a kid...I don't remember my dreams completely, same as most people don't. Actually, I don't even remember 10% of my regular dreams but....in some particular dreams, I am able to retain far more than others, such as this one dream. Which is also the first-ever dream of that interconnected series of my dreams, of that unknown world that I seem to have a link with, that unknown school backyard that unknown neighborhood.

I don't remember all of the portions but I remember most of it...

On that day my mom for some reason, probably health-related issues didn't come to drop me at school or she said that she wasn't going to come to take me back from school or something. Being the kid I was, it was a golden opportunity to finally, even for one day to travel back home alone all by myself, like I always wanted; not paying much attention at that time. But when I recreate those memories in my mind it always feels like something felt off that day. Everyone was behaving very unnaturally, like my mom even though leaving me on my own to come home from school was an impossible task for her to achieve, she is too possessive and overprotective of me. And not only that it also felt like I was not even talking to my mom, It was like...like...she was empty inside...........

So was the case for my grade teacher her behavior also felt off the place, even though I saw that dream in the 5th standard it felt like, myself in the dream was my past self like my 3rd-grade self or something...

Other than that some other unusual events also took place that day that I don't seem to remember...

Everything happened and it was the time of dispersal...

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Let me tell you something about my school, the real school of my actual life....it had a normal looking infrastructure and 3 main buildings each for the primary, secondary or middle and the senior wing and also a subordinate building, it was quite a big school, it had a backyard or backspace where no student had ever been before and all of us used to come to the edge of the entrance of the path which led to that backyard we had never seen for ourselves but only imagined of it...

It's not like it was haunted or something it was the guard present there all the times that never used to let us walk past the shining SUV of our chairperson to that backyard...there were also sayings that the chairperson's house was in the backyard and he used to live with his family there in his majestic mansion... well whatever the case was, these were the words I had ever heard off at that time...

Well in the story the curious past self of mine decided to go home with a friend, whom in my real life am not very close to or even friends with but the self of my dreams seems to be really close with him, his name was R*$@%^ and he took me to a path to home where I had never been to before rather than taking right where I always used to turn with my mom, we turned left and suddenly after some moments walking the path I turned to my left and saw

something so stunning and enchanting that my eyes couldn't comprehend it...it was a garden, a garden of, mysterious and glowing trees I kept glaring at the magnificent beauty of those trees and the glowing firefly like lights on them of all colors it felt as if I was living the dream of my life...It felt so surreal even my breaths got heavier and heavier as time went by, my friend called me, saying something between the lines of "how long do you plan to keep staring at it, come fast" and I ran towards him, after some walking we suddenly decided to split up for some reason, I don't remember the reason. And I started walking the regular path to my home... but in the very next fragment of my memory, I seem to be running from someone or some people accusing me of something...I seem to be running in the same direction of that garden but much past it now in a straight line in a lane I have never seen before in my actual life but it still feels like I know it I know every corner and every turn of it.

It was a lane whose sides didn't have bricks or concrete but bamboos, the walls were made up of bamboos...it felt like I was running forever and suddenly it felt like I was approaching something that I never ought to approach,

it suddenly clicked to me as the backyard of my chairperson, nobody told me anything of it nor could I have identified it on my own....it just..it just felt right and I came across the wall which was, not actually a wall but bars...long iron bars like that of a prison and I saw somebody playing in the backyard, a beautiful backyard just like the one I had passed moments ago, it was a young girl probably the chairperson's daughter with an elderly woman, maybe her grandmother...

The memory from there starts to faze and I just remember minor glimpses of scenes after that...

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My mom appeared out of nowhere and suddenly started to cry...

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She hugged me and blabbered something... ...................................................................................... it soon turned into an uproar I could hear distant and near screaming and talking noises, and then...

Then I heard my mother speaking something to me again  $%&#^(R^*)*&0786E_%^($&E... it was too distorted to understand except the one word, 'why'...

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...I wake up panting and gasping for my life and an unsettling and eerie feeling grasps my heart and the story of my inexplainable experiences began...

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