THE KEY TO THE FORGOTTEN

.𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 3.

     "𝕎ℍ𝕀𝕊ℙ𝔼ℝ𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℙ𝔸𝕊𝕋"

I looked at the huge shelves which were filled with books I picked up a book and sat down on the floor, but suddenly I got a bad headache again as I closed my eyes and started seeing something . A library...?

--------------Flash From The Past--------------

I took my bag and sprinted out of the classroom,
and went straight to the library I returned the books to the librarian which I had issued previously,and went to look for the other books .

"You should eat your lunch with your friends not here" she said with a pitying look in her eyes.

"Sorry miss" i said and went to the corner of the library and sat down .I sighed, somehow just feeling exhausted, i looked at my hand which was covered up with bandages.

I went to the corner of the room and sat down on the floor and took out my lunch?

Well I don't know if it should be called lunch , because it was just a protein bar,and nothing else.I sighed once again ,and started eating it.

As i finished eating it ,I stood up and started searching for a book to read,and my hand landed on the book which I have always loved
"The Secret by Rhonda Byrne".

But I guess it wasn't only me who loved the book, because at the same time someone else touched that book too,I looked up to see who it was.But I wasn't able to see his face?!What's wrong with me!

"I will take this book " he said and took the book and left.
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And suddenly it was all black.God knows for what reason but there were tears in my eyes,Why am I..... crying?

I wiped my tears and looked around myself the same book I saw in that dream? was just next to me.I picked up the book and started reading it.

The words on the pages seemed to come alive as I delved into the world of "The Secret." It was a book about the power of positive thinking and attracting abundance into one's life. As I continued reading, a sense of familiarity washed over me. It was as if I had read this book before, or perhaps it was the memory from my dream resurfacing?

Lost in the pages of "The Secret," I couldn't help but wonder about the person I saw in my dream. Who was he, and why did he take that book? The questions swirled in my mind, but there were no answers. It felt like a puzzle I needed to solve, a missing piece of my past that begged to be uncovered.

Putting the book down, I closed my eyes and reflected on the memories . The library, the lunchtime solitude, and the encounter with the mysterious person remained vivid in my mind.