Being Different
As a little girl, I used to love playing with my brother's toy cars. I would roll them on the marble floor, set up ramps for them, and I would create stories as I played. I remember many times seeing myself floating above myself, watching myself as I played for hours quietly with those beloved cars. As I got older, I would have those "weird" experiences, which I will call "out of body experiences". I am here, but my consciousness leaves my physical body and I can see myself from above. It only would happen when I was by myself in a quiet contemplative state. I was never scared, just surprised when I "returned". I would always think to myself, "I'm back." As a teenager, I was painfully shy, and learned how to make myself "invisible" to protect myself. I always felt I was different. I wasn't interested in a lot of what the other kids were doing, and as a recent immigrant who dressed differently, I was reserved, quiet, and ob