I was no more than 5. I was watching TV. My mom came in to ask me what type of sandwich I wanted. After I told her I changed my mind and hopped off the rocking chair and went into the kitchen. I saw her making my lunch and I tried to tell her what I wanted (NOT chunky peanut butter). She ignored me. . MOM! MOM! I wasn’t scared just confused. She walked right past me and I followed her to the living room still trying to get her attention. She moved into the living room…and I saw me! I saw me sitting in the rocking chair! Immediately I hear a loud pop/swosh and I was back inside my body. I tried to tell her but she dismissed me.