reply to post by LucidFusion
Seems like you've figured out how to link it, and kudos to you for that
I've read the story (here on ATS actually) about a month back and was baffled by how it can be true. Doctors blamed temporary amnesia, but it's hard
to say one way or the other without first having some sort of medical training. She apparently overcame it a few weeks later and had a full
recollection of everything.
She remembered though, while waking up in this state, everyday things like how to drive (if she last remembered age 15, would she be on the road and
driving at that age?) but couldn't remember her own son's face.
On the 9/11 topics people have posted and having precognitive "dreams" so to speak, it reminds me of my 9/11 story. This is 100% completely real, and
freaks me right out to this day. I must make note that I am from Ontario, Canada, not too far from NY.
I was in highschool, grade 9, sitting in art class, it was first class of the day so still pretty early in the morning. I loved my art teacher, she
was a very inspiring woman. She gave us an art project to work on that day, which was to create an image that showed both "warm" colours
(red/orange/yellow) and "cold" colours (blue/purple/green) in the same scene, it had to be as detailed as possible.
I began to draw a downtown scene, a skyline so to speak, with large buildings, a main road, etc, and I began to colour it as all the significant
"cool" areas. Then I pondered how to create warmth within my photo, and decided to colour two of the buildings on fire using obviously the warm
colours. I proceeded to go all-out and nearing completion, my teacher comes by my desk to check out my artwork, holding up my drawing for the rest of
the class to get an idea as to what we should be doing. She was impressed by my work.
She left the room a short time after in a hurry after I guess getting a message on the intercom (I wasn't much paying attention until she came back in
the room frantically), and she returned dragging in behind her a television set on a trolley (the school had limited amount of tv's for use, so they
put them on trollies for easy transportation from one class to another). She plugs the tv into the wall, hooked up the cable cords, and flicked on the
tv to a news channel... and sure enough, the scene shown on that tv at that exact moment... was exactly what I had drawn in my picture, but in real
life, just before the first tower collapsed.
My teacher immediately made me rip it up, all worried and freaked out and kinda half-blaming me for what happened in NY that day, and encouraged me to
draw something else. I decided maybe I shouldn't, and ended up getting a zero-grade on that assignment, which affected my final grade entirely.
EDIT TO ADD - Thanks to the OP, this thread had me thinking all day long about the possibilities of time travel. They seem endless. I can't recall a
time in my life when a time slip may have occurred, it'd be very interesting to experience in my opinion. Maybe I just haven't been paying enough
attention.
edit on 30/8/2011 by andriod because: (no reason given)