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There are people you can't forget. Even if years had passed, and time flew by, there are some people that leave a mark in your life. Even if you don't see them again for the rest of your lifespan. I met someone like that once. I was once told that there are otherworldly beings that roam amongst us. Not really ghosts, but possibly things that may come. When I was a kid, and our house was the only one occupied when the court was brand new, and a few houses still being built, I met a boy who was slightly younger then myself. He had dirty blond hair, and slightly pale skin, with cheeks that held a pinkish tinge to them. I don't recall what color his eyes were save for the fact that they were big, and innocent. Always, this child exited the backyard of the house next to my own. Seeming to only come out when I was in the front yard occupying myself with some form of entertainment while my older brothers were at school, dad working, and mom watching one of her soap operas. The first time I saw him he exited the backyard of the other house, and placed his hands behind his back. He watched me curiously before saying hello. It was then that I thought that someone had moved into that particular house, and probably parked the car inside the garage. He introduced himself as Tommy. Tommy and I became friends, and always met in my front yard to play.

Tommy always had something to talk about. I never thought twice as to why he only came outside once a day, or why he exited from the backyard only. One day Tommy didn't come outside to play. I waited for him for hours till my brothers came home from school, and dad from work sometime after. The next day was the same. I would wait, and still no signs of Tommy. One day I walked to the front door and began knocking. No answer. I couldn't see inside from the front window do to it being covered. A few weeks after Tommy's disappearance new people moved into that house. When I asked my mother what happened to the people that lived there before, she gave me a funny look. No one has lived in that house she told me. Our new neighbors are the first people to occupy the place. For years I had been confused as to how that is possible when I would always see Tommy coming out of that backyard. Thinking back on it, I realize that it would have been impossible for Tommy to reach the lock on the backyard door since it was clearly out of his reach as much as it was my own. He would have had to have help. I wouldn't see anyone other then him come out of the backyard when the fence door opened.

Otherworldly spirits of children I've been told, may be a glimpse at what your past life's child, or even your future child may look like. Could it be that Tommy is my son in the future....?