I always knew I was a strange child. When I was three years old something strange happened to me.

I was looking out a window at a bird. Then the bird turned his head and looked right at me. All of a sudden, I saw myself. It was as if I was the bird. I was looking in on myself from outside. Then just as soon as it happened, it stopped.

It never happened again and I never told anyone. Who would believe me? For one thing, I was so young. I was only three years old. My parents would have thought I was dreaming.

I mean, I didn't believe myself. So I went on with life as if nothing had ever happened. My life was good. Twelve years went by. I made some friends, got good grades, and even got some pets. My life was going great and I never told anyone of my incident, but then it happened. A night I will never forget.