The Lifeguard

Chapter 8: Knocking on heavens door Part 1

Love filled my body and I left the physical plain. I just went through a door. The door came out of nowhere and I was in a different world. The best way to describe this part of the story would be that I have gained some forth dimensional hopping power that has enabled me to open inter-dimensional doors. As I stepped through the door I saw myself. I was very young, maybe around five years old. 

It was bizarre to see myself from a different angle. I was with my dad in the streets of Melbourne. He had taken me out this day and we had a great day together. I saw my dad's face and remembered his features. It felt so real. I looked so innocent and young. Most of all happy. It's amazing when you're young how easy it is to feel happy. Slowly as you get older it gets harder and harder to get that simple high. It was a very busy day with lots of people around. 

To me this all looked very hazy. Seeing this from a different angle I realized I was in the body of a different person. I was tripping out. I loved time travel and paradoxes and forth dimensional stuff. This was the closest to interfering with my life I could get. 

I previously remembered I was in a white room and then boom. I think the shrooms and pills synergised at the perfect time. Giving me a massive rush that made me go on some intergalactic trip through time. Or more simply looking at my life from a different perspective.

My brain was just working at a hundred miles an hour, remembering things I long forgotten. To compensate this. It seems my body has inserted itself into the memories. So this was tripping. 

As I continued to walk I passed myself and my dad. It was a nostalgia feeling that passed through me from the top of my body to the floor. Another big door appeared out of thin air and I walked through it.

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I was at my old home. This time I was in a picture frame. Stuck in a frozen position. I saw myself under the kitchen table. I had pissed my pants and it was all over the floor. My dad came in trying to find me and he did. He got me and smacked me hard. 

I could feel the force of the hit travel through time and the shock wave hit me. I was in a picture frame so the feeling would be near impossible to describe. I saw myself starting to cry and I remembered how scary my dad was at times. I saw another door appear but I was stuck. Light came through the door surounded me. Everything went white.

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I was now 12 years old sitting in a church. I was watching this play out from someone's eyes. I couldn't make out who it was. It was my farther funeral. I never wanted to repeat this day. The grief and hatred at the world for taking him away. It was bullshit.

 I saw myself cry sitting in the front row next to my mum and sister. The church was packed with over 500 people in attendance. If only dad never got in that car... How different my life would have been if he never got in that accident. A Door opened in front of the priest light came through the door and surrounded me. Everything went white.

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