A childish haunt

There was a period of time when I was a kid, I kept thinking that people around the world, in the different part of the Earth was doing what I was doing. It was around 5th class as I remembered that I went to school by turning left, not right as at secondary school.

As a kid, I was often obsessed with something at a time and kept thinking about it. I used to be scared by the idea that I would die someday for a long time.

I thought about it on the way to and back school; at dinner, when studying at home… I couldn’t stop thinking about this strange idea at that time. People somewhere else must be going to school, having dinner, studying, tidying the house,… all like me doing then.

Then a day came. It was just a normal day like others, I was tidying the house with a broom. The MC lady on television talked about some buildings somewhere else crashed with smoke, people screaming and running*. That very moment, I realized that ” Ah no, people are doing many other things, no one is doing like me.” Since then, I stopped thinking about it, but the ideas of what people out there were doing never stop haunting me.

*Long time later, I knew that was September 11 attack. At 5th class, I had no mind to remeber it.