Jenny: Slip back into past lives

BIG TOP TERROR

Dear Jenny

I’ve looked into my last life but only seen my brutal ending. I’d been sold to the circus as a freak (although I never saw why) but I tried to hide away. I was punished for this, but it went too far and I died. How did I end up there and how can stop this hampering this life? Zoë, 25, Surrey

Snatched away

You’ve been asleep, and now you waken in the dark. You cry for Mamma, but no-one answers. There are curtains around you and you can’t see a way out. Your name is Marielle. You suffer pain, you look strange. Children used to snigger at you in the street but Mamma would always soothe you. Now you’re alone. You’re naked. You’re so scared. The curtain in front of you is pulled back. Your cage sits within a tent. Lights are shone at you. You hide your face, pulling some curtain from behind the cage over yourself. There are people in the light, pointing, laughing. You cry, they laugh. When it’s over a man drags you out of the cage, unknowingly breaking a bone in your arm. He screams in anger, ‘You don’t hide! Let the marks see you! Little scab! It’s all you’re good for!’

Broken bones

Two hours later the same thing happens again. The show, the people, the same man. He shoves you, and ribs snap. The lights are dimming.

Reunited

It’s misty, you see a face in front of you. It’s Mamma! ‘Mamma,’ you whisper, ‘It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt...’ Memories of life come back, your

Mamma caring for you – then the man in the night who dragged you from your bed, your twisted little arms and legs painful in his rough grasp. Mamma explains how she tried to find you, how her heart broke, and she died. How she then walked through mist towards a light, and there you were waiting for her…