Hmm.. I guess I can start with something small..
I think the first time I knew, like really knew that I was special aside from the fact that I tend to just know things sometimes, was when I was about 11. My friends and I found this dock that went out to the lake through this lot of trees across from the house I grew up in. The place was magickal like it had always been there but was waiting for us to find it. We did and we wanted it to be our special place so me being me I wrote a poem, or what I called a poem at the time, and it basically said that it was out place and that we wouldn't speak of it to anyone who did not sign the page or it wouldn't be for us anymore.
It seemed like a good idea and for awhile that place was ours, but one afternoon/evening we all came out of the trees laughing and this lady who had been walking her dog asked us what was back there. One of my friends told the lady that there was a dock there in pretty good shape and that the view of the lake was good. The lady mentioned that she should walk her dog back there sometime and left.
We didn't think much about it because well.. the folder with the signatures and "poem" was tucked away under the bench (which was a fallen tree). It was forgotten about until the next day when we tried to get to the dock and several other trees had fallen blocking our path sometime that night. There hadn't been any rain and the trees seemed to be healthy they had just fallen. It took ages for me to get to the bench to pull out the folder and once I had it it hit me. We broke the promise and now the place wasn't for us anymore..
Shortly after the property was put on the market and then sold and all of the trees were torn up and a house built there.
Guess it wasn't so short after all.. Sorry..
