Well I did it. Wow it was really bizarre! The whole experience is pretty tricky to explain, but it feels like you cant control what your blurting out, some of the stuff I was thinking God I can't say that, but it just came out. So here is who I once was!

 

The year was 1863 and it was May. I started off in a town I think (it looked like it). There was a long street with houses in rows either side. The floor was all cobbley and there were market stalls with people either side along the houses and people that seemed quite well off walking up and down the centre of the street. I was not with any of them although I regonised the faces. I was hiding between the houses as I had stolen some stuff from the market.

 

I was a 15 year old boy HAHA! I had brown leather sandles mmm sexy, trousers (brown) to my calves and torn and a white scruffy shirt. My hair was greasy mid length. I lived in a dirty room in a house with my mum and two brothers.

 

This was the funniest bit ... I was asked what I ate for dinner and I said some potato but it was like sludge and then I was asked whether I use knife and folk and I started laughing and said "no we just put our fingers in the pot" (nothing changed there then)

 

I had a girlfriend/ friend. When I looked in the mirror I saw a scruffy med boy with mud on my face and in my nails. My name was Aowti!! My job was to help out in the market tidying up and helping people put their stuff out. I was paid in food for my family.

 

On an average day I would go out with my brothers and friends. We would steal money and food from the market and go to the barn were they kept the bull and hide in the stacks of hay. I lived in Valenco (could have been Valencia) and it was nice and warm. There was a statue (religous) in the centre of the town on a circular platform

 

Then I moved on a little

 

Now I was 23 years old and quite handsome! I am wearing smarter clothes, have mid lenght curly dark hair and am living in a nice small house slightly out of the town. My mother lives with me and my wife Sienna. I have a baby called Ruier. One of my brothers died from a disease. My mum is not very well and we were caring for her.

 

Now I am 31. I only have one leg as there was a riot in the town and something fell on my leg. I have another baby and am happy to lay and cuddle it, although I am very poorly. I am very happy and feel very loved! AH!

 

Then I die!

 

Very bizarre all is white and clear. I am very calm and my leg is back! I see lots of people including my mum (in the regression) they all hug me and we walk off

 

The end