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World War I

CIVILIAN
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    My second dream was completly different. It was during World War One, and I was a Jewish teenage girl. I had two siblings who were much younger than me, about 6-8 years old. We were hiding under a tarp or a brown blanket, and we were all crying. I remember seeing bullets hitting the ground. And then, we were lying down asleep, or had just woken up, and there was a huge plane flying over us. When i woke up from this dream, I felt like I had been crying. I had a lump in my throat and my nose felt stuffy.~Katie- Maryland
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 I believe I've had two past lives.  The first one I dreamed about is this: During some war (there were old airplanes like WW1) I was a young boy- I am a female- and my best friend (her name was Jeanette) and I were sneaking into a meeting only for the adult men.  It was is in a barn.  I was wearing brown short pants and I think we were German. They were all speaking what seemed to be German- which I do not speak,  but in the dream I could.  The men in the meeting sat on cut log-type benches, and a salesman was showing them some new machine that looked a little like a huge canister vacuum.  Then the airplanes came, dropping bombs.  Jeanette and I ran from the barn and down a path with apple trees on the right and wooden buildings on the left.  She hid in one tree and I hid in another.  Then I opened my mouth to sing some hymns (I wanted to be singing so God would let me into heaven) and a bomb hit the tree and as I opened my mouth, I felt the fire on my back and the air suck out of my lungs.  I felt like I was slowly floating forward/ face down into the flames.  I could see Jeanette crying and I felt so bad for her.  There was a time lapse and the next I remember, I was "floating" in the cool night air by the burned up tree, and it was dark and cool and starry.  I never did go to heaven...or any where else.  - Cynthia J Puglia

SOMME
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    Hi. I believe i was a soldier in the Great War and have lately felt a need to find out who i was. I'm not sure why. I was killed around the time of the Somme in 1916, and i get terrible migraines at that time evry year and feel ill in the week of the bombardment leading up to July first. I wasn't, however, killed in the battle. I was shot in the head in a clearing, some way behind the lines by an officer (higher than a leuitenant) who left me for dead. I was taken by four men to a field hospital in a building, and thats where i, or rather, my soldier died. I have known many of these details since i was small, for instance, the men taking me to the hospital, and the room i was put in etc come from before i was two years old. Other information has come to me since, sometimes in dreams, sometimes inflash backs or misty memories. I'm sure i was either in the canadian forces, or Scots, and certainly Scotland was  my homeland but i cannot track anything down. I had a friend whose name is on the war memorial at Cruichan churh near loch Awe, and feel strongly that i was brought up in the area too, yet it is difficult to substantiate that. But, nevertheless, for whatever reason, Scotland andthat area are Home.  I have trawled the CWGC to try and find 'me', yet would a murdered soldier be logged? I've tried researching in other ways--for instance, i recognise in pictures buildings in Amien, and know where certain shops were in Albert, but how many troops went through there in the years of the Somme? I get glimpses of my past life in the war poetry i write and the pictures i draw of life there. But i still don't know who i was.....I don't mind not knowing the name for definite, I'm not sure 'my soldier' wants me to know--but i'd love to know my regiment. Does anyone out there have any clues, or an opinion on whether i should pursue the matter or not? i'd love to hear.  the only clue i have to regiment is that a badge i remember clearly, is one worn by the London Scottish--but they stopped wearing it in 1909--at which time i would not really have been old enough to be in the army. i have reason to believe i was born in 1896 but was certainly no more than 22 at the date of the Somme. i could give much greater details about my experiences, and how i have been affected by my other life but i don't know how much space you have--so i just jotted down this outline out of interest - S J Robinson
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