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As much as I would like to say this happened to me, it didn't. This is my mother's tale, recounted a few times to me (under duress, mind you), so I'm posting it here via her.
This happened when I was about 5 years old. It was late January, and it was snowy and cold. The now old Christmas tree was propped up outside in the back garden waiting to be chopped up for firewood. It was a big tree, nearly 9 foot, as it always is every year. We have a very high ceiling in our family living room, it being an old coaching house.
Mum was tucked into bed one night when she said she felt a sudden urge to go and check on it, because she had this feeling it was going to fall over. Irrational, yes, but that's my mum for you. She says she got out of bed, clambering over dad in the process, went downstairs and hurried out to the back garden. She says that the door was unlocked, even though it's always locked in the evening.
She got outside and wandered about in the snow until she reached said tree. Now my mum is allergic to pine sap, but it never stops her from cutting down, transporting and putting up the annual festive centrepiece. I guess she can be a bit of a Christmas masochist. Anyway, the urge to secure the tree grew too much, and she grabbed hold of it, causing the whole thing to fall on top of her.
This is where it gets a little strange. As she and the tree hit the ground, she found herself waking up back in bed with an almighty start. She was freezing cold and says the bed around her was cold too, as though she hadn't been in it for a while. This she is definitely certain of, and she always makes a point of saying it, because she found it so odd. Despite the events, she passed it of as a vivid dream and went back to sleep.
When she woke in the morning, she obviously went to check outside to make sure she hadn't been sleepwalking. Sure enough, the back door was locked and the tree was where it had been left.
But mum found she had a very sore and swollen eye. A little poking around later, and she discovered, yes, you guessed it, a half-inch long pine needle lodged under her eyelid.
Of course, this could all be coincidence, but it's a nice enough tale to tell here. Mum's never been one for serious flights of fancy, so I've always been quite fascinated by this story.
This happened when I was about 5 years old. It was late January, and it was snowy and cold. The now old Christmas tree was propped up outside in the back garden waiting to be chopped up for firewood. It was a big tree, nearly 9 foot, as it always is every year. We have a very high ceiling in our family living room, it being an old coaching house.
Mum was tucked into bed one night when she said she felt a sudden urge to go and check on it, because she had this feeling it was going to fall over. Irrational, yes, but that's my mum for you. She says she got out of bed, clambering over dad in the process, went downstairs and hurried out to the back garden. She says that the door was unlocked, even though it's always locked in the evening.
She got outside and wandered about in the snow until she reached said tree. Now my mum is allergic to pine sap, but it never stops her from cutting down, transporting and putting up the annual festive centrepiece. I guess she can be a bit of a Christmas masochist. Anyway, the urge to secure the tree grew too much, and she grabbed hold of it, causing the whole thing to fall on top of her.
This is where it gets a little strange. As she and the tree hit the ground, she found herself waking up back in bed with an almighty start. She was freezing cold and says the bed around her was cold too, as though she hadn't been in it for a while. This she is definitely certain of, and she always makes a point of saying it, because she found it so odd. Despite the events, she passed it of as a vivid dream and went back to sleep.
When she woke in the morning, she obviously went to check outside to make sure she hadn't been sleepwalking. Sure enough, the back door was locked and the tree was where it had been left.
But mum found she had a very sore and swollen eye. A little poking around later, and she discovered, yes, you guessed it, a half-inch long pine needle lodged under her eyelid.
Of course, this could all be coincidence, but it's a nice enough tale to tell here. Mum's never been one for serious flights of fancy, so I've always been quite fascinated by this story.
