Scotland

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'I have glasses like this…and then it broke but Mynie pointed to it like this and tada! It's okay!'

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'What else did Mynie do?'

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'I don't know…just talk. She talks a lot.'

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The video was suddenly paused. It was frozen to a part where a boy no older than three years old with brown hair and light green eyes was jumping down to a ball pit with a stick in hand and a piece of paper cut to resemble round-rimmed glasses.

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"When did he start talking about these weird things?"

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"I think last year. He was playing hide-and-seek with our neighbor's kids inside our house when he suddenly cried. When we asked him what's wrong, he said that he doesn't want to get in the cupboard under the stairs because he is sure that his Aunt Tuni would lock him inside and make him sleep there. From then on he would say that his Aunt Tuni and Uncle Venom are very mean to him, also his cousin Duddy. It's just; I don't let him watch TV. He's three years for crying out loud and we don't know anybody named Tuni and Venom and he doesn't have cousins. Both Mike and my family has normal names…"

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"Yeah, so I've been told that you have an older brother named Ben."

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"Oh, do tell me about it Kaye. But seriously, I'm really worried. You told me before that this is just normal for young children but last night he woke up crying saying that he saw Cedi die in his dream again. It's really troubling me Kaye."

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Kaye did not answer and played another video clip. This time the boy was sitting on a small overstuffed couch, with a faraway look as he spoke.

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"I grew up in Surrey in Lil' Whining, Privet Drive… number 4 with the Dursleys. They had a son Dudley. He was fat like his dad and they would make me wear his old clothes. They hate me. Dudley would hurt me and they would just laugh…"

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The boy looked down on his hands and spoke no more. The next clip was from the O'Malley's CCTV camera positioned inside the couple's room. The camera was facing the direction of the walk-in closet. Small legs could be seen kneeling in front of what seemed to be a vanity drawer. Mavin emerged, carrying a lipstick only to disappear on the other side of the room. Maureen appeared from the bathroom and peered on the direction where Mavin disappeared into.

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'Baby, what are you doing with my make-up?"

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Mavin suddenly appeared, giggling with a lightning bolt drawn on his forehead. Maureen bent down to see what Mavin had done.

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'What's that baby?'

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'This where Voldy hit me with killing curse. Whoosh! But then I did not die and then it went crack, crack! And moldy was gone! He was so shocked!'

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"I can't really tell right now. Give me more videos to study Mau. There's a pattern here. If these events he's telling are interconnected, we could say that he has such a vivid imagination or that there's really something else behind these stories. What did he say was his name again? And did you check on the address he gave?"

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"He says that he's Harry Potter. I did not bother look it up. I think it's just made-up. Someone may have told him about it."

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"But what if Privet Drive really exists?"

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"I don't want to think about it Kaye! What if he wants to go there, or in that Hogwarts place! What if he wants to leave us?"

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"Mau, I don't think that it would happen. But all of this shows signs of a very intriguing phenomenon. Mavin could've lived a past life before…"

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Upon seeing Maureen's unenthusiastic expression, Kaye scribbled down something on a piece of paper and pulled a business card from under her drawer.

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"Here. Visit this website about past lives and this is the calling card of a doctor who had studied about 80 cases of children with the same signs."

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Maureen just sighed and accepted the pieces of paper. She was about to leave when she turned back to Kaye who was then replaying the videos.

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"You said that these 'memories' would just disappear on their own right?"

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"Yes. Most children starts to forget about these memories when they turn 8. I think it's something to do with their heightened consciousness and self-identity."

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Maureen just knowingly nodded and hurriedly went out of the cramped room, her wavy blond hair billowing behind her. As she walked along the narrow corridor, she stopped by a trash bin and started tearing up the pieces of paper and threw it down the bin.

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"I'm sorry Kaye. We've been friends for so long but…my son doesn't need this."