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Feeling both frustrated and angry, I left Misha, stomped towards our green-and-golden Royal caravan, and forcefully kicked it a couple of times whilst muttering loudly. Why didn't my still too tiny 'infant' body want to grow up faster, so that I finally could have my first 'growth spurt', just like every other 'normal' kid my age seemed to have from time to time, at least according to Misha? And, why was my 'little runt' body still staying too small and too immature to be able to listen to my fu -
As month after month passed by and still nothing happened, I started to feel a little bit depressed. I also started to hate living in this too small body that still plainly refused to do what I wanted it to do. Couldn't I cocoon myself, just like my little caterpillar friend had done, to pop up when I would be old enough to stay 'dry' all day and night? I still desperately wanted to join our minors into our woods, to set my own traps and catch my own edible animals. Unfortunately, our strict Gyp
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The next morning, my still worried parents wanted to take me to our Wise Woman first, to let her take a professional look at my too slowly growing 'tiny runt' body. Although my bright brainiac brain was developing extremely fast, my body just stayed too small and obviously didn't grow enough. Compared to any other more than two years old children in our camp, I still was and stayed the shortest one. Yet, my thoroughly trained muscles were already much stronger than most other children, and I cou
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Surprisingly, after John's unexpected visit, my old and therefore rusty brain was feeling more alive and kicking than it ever felt before. Clearly, my affectionate young friend with his healing powers and his big heart full of tender loving care had a truly refreshing impact on my mental health! Having such a lovable young buddy at my side felt wonderful, although I was already an 'old man' and John was 'only' a young child. I hoped he would return soon, this time accompanied by 'little Harry' w
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A few months after living through my Beautiful King Monarch Butterfly adventure, my Big Friend Michail finally decided to marry Felicia, after quite some time of being 'engaged'. Immediately, all of us came together and organized a Big Feast, while all the women in our secluded camp contributed some nice looking goodies or tasty snacks. Soon, several filled platters showed up and were set out onto our hastily arranged circle of wooden tables. Of course, I too raced around the circle and tried to
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After opening my second folding chair, both John and I sat down at the kitchen table, this time facing each other. Trying to make my young friend feel even more welcome, I smiled and winked at him. Although John immediately smiled back at me, he still didn't say a word. Obviously, he just didn't know how to start his talk with me... Well, again, it seemed to be up to me to break the ice. But, first, I wanted to brew fresh coffee for me and probably another drink for my young friend. Being unsure
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First thing I did after going outside, was slump down and roll around and around in the amazingly soft blanket of snow! In no time, my snow-covered body looked like a little snowman, with a proudly beaming face and an enormous smile that unzipped from ear to ear. My inside remembered again that I once had been a 'little trapper boy' that used to do exactly those same things in the freshly fallen snow, until my loudly chuckling 'trapper Dad' called me to eat our breakfast. Now, rolling around in
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Feeling disappointed because my 'former friend' from my past life clearly didn't want to show up anymore, I closed my eyes and tried to look back upon my own early childhood, hoping to obtain some more insight and find some more peace in myself. I was sure I had loved my little brother deeply. Little Joshie was the younger brother every child in the world would wish for! He was my little shadow; because, wherever I went, he went too. Always when I stayed at home, he was there too, now and then s
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Surprisingly, all five children remained silent, while they stared at me as if waiting for more... Their unexpected silence made me doubt and feel as if I could have made a silly mistake. Why didn't my new 'friends' look happier, now that I had offered them such a generous promise? Automatically, my analytical mind started to doubt. Perhaps, they hadn't expected me, being only an old bearded 'ancient grandpa' they had never seen here before, to offer them such a generous vow? Or, had I really ma
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"But Dad always warns us not to talk to unknown strangers!" "Jeez, I only want to know who lives in Harry's house now..." "Is this our newest neighbor? He looks more like an old man." "With such a beard, he looks more like some ancient grandpa!" For a second, I couldn't believe my own ears, while a few childish voices woke me up from my afternoon slumber. Could those cheeky kids be talking about ME? Feeling irritated, I opened my eyes and glared at a bunch of bantering children who were star
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As a retired Dutch psychotherapist, I take a badly burnt Gypsy boy into my house who turns out to be an upcoming Shaman, my own 'trapper son' from a past life, my 'Eternal Soulmate', plus the two years ago unexpectedly disappeared Gypsy Crown Prince; while I seem to have been our Beloved 'Gypsy Monarch Harold the Great'. Reincarnation, does it really exist? And did you like my story? If so, please, pretty please, click on five stars...
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A few months later, FALL set in, so that the already lowering sun wasn't able anymore to heat the by now constantly blowing mountain wind sufficiently. From now on, all our kids had to dress into much warmer clothing when going outside, and even I was now wearing a nicely colored pullover on top of my diaper. Suddenly, my hitherto steadily fattening caterpillar stopped eating, probably because it didn't feel hungry anymore. Could it be ill, or had it caught a sudden cold, and would our Wise Woma
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A couple weeks later, SPRING showed up in our secluded valley, for the second time in my young life as our Gypsy Crown Prince. Almost immediately, the hitherto freezing mountain air became much warmer, while the remaining blanket of snow first turned into mud and then disappeared into nowhere. Finally, my parents would allow me to go outside again; while, during our freezing cold winter, I had to stay inside from fear of getting any frozen body parts. Only our grownups and older kids had been al
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Soon, the inevitable happened. For only a few seconds, my Mom turned around, to listen to my Dad who told her something. At exactly that same moment, I left my parents, toddled towards our faintly glowing campfire, and curiously grabbed a burning branch. Feeling totally fascinated, I stared at its beautifully glowing end with all those playful little flames that seemed to enchant me. Never before had I seen such a wonderful and strangely appealing thing! Fortunately, I didn't put the burning bra
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A few weeks later, I woke up from one of my usual afternoon naps, and first drank lots of tasty milk from my Mom's breasts. After filling my hungry stomach to the brim, and also burping lots of involuntarily swallowed air out, my Mom cleaned my smelly bottom and applied a fresh diaper on me. Then, my broadly smiling Dad and I sat across from each other on our carpeted floor, having lots of fun rolling a plastic ball back and forth. Every time our ball escaped behind me, I crawled after it and th
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A few days later, I woke up from my morning nap on our couch, and first produced a few heartfelt yawns. Then, as usual, I kicked my pile of pillows out of the way, to have some more freedom and to be able to sit upright and look around properly. A moment later, nearly all my colored pillows were on the floor, except for one pillow that teasingly shoved just out of my reach. Well, who was the boss here? Of course, I wanted to kick that obstinate thing towards the floor as well! First, I wiggled m
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Waking up from what felt like a 'normal' sleep, I opened my eyes and looked around in what turned out to be my small sleeping den. Clearly, my Mom or my Dad had brought me home, undressed me, and laid me in between my pile of colored pillows while I was still deep asleep. Smiling inwardly, I realized that I felt much happier now, wearing only a diaper instead of that musty smelling Royal garment. I hoped I would never have to wear such an itchy thing again. Unfortunately, my wet diaper started
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After all our surprised looking subjects had calmed down some, my Grandmother announced with a proud sounding voice: "Today, our beloved Crown Prince and only Heir to the Throne, Harold Janovski Romani, shows up in our circle for the second time; this time to let our Wise Woman read his past lives and his possible future, as we always do when a new member of our Royal Family sits upright for the first time. His father, Janov Nikkinsky Romani, has already proven to be 'one of us', meaning he has
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From my first days on Planet Earth as a newborn Gypsy baby, my inherited Shaman and Cosmic Mage abilities had already been able to sense all those different energies that radiated from the many people who visited our caravan and wanted to see me. Almost immediately, my inside could distinguish my Dad's energy from my Mom's, from my Grandmother's, or from Michail's. Within a few days, I was also able to recognize my returning visitors by their specific energy fields. Many times, I felt their surr
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All the time, my Dad had watched my playing, while he kept his safe arms around my squirming baby body, to help me sit upright and to prevent me from falling over. Now and then, he chuckled at seeing my clumsy efforts to play with my tiny fingers and toes, but he didn't intervene and just let me do my own things, until he saw me grabbing my foot and sucking on my big toe with all of my might, whilst getting a blissful smile on my proudly beaming face! This time, my Dad started to bellow with lau
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During my first few days as a newborn human being, my brand new baby body didn't do anything but sleep, drink from my Mom's breasts, and sleep some more... Then, it woke up from its annoying sleepiness, so that I could start filling my still empty brain with all those Earthly experiences that were urgently calling for my attention. From now on, both my mental and my bodily development turned out to be the most exciting time of my entire human life! Immediately, my already over-curious and extrem
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Halfway through my first Earthly 'night', my little baby body woke up in total darkness, probably because it had soiled its diaper and thus didn't feel happy anymore. At first, my brand new and therefore still empty human brain didn't understand what could be happening. Why couldn't my new baby eyes see anything at all, while I was sure I had been able to see several misty colorful things and blurry human faces around me? I also missed my new Mom's safe and cozy womb I had been living in for sev
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"Yesss, here comes our little Crown Prince! Could you please ask our Wise Woman to assist his birth?" "I can already see a small piece of white crown; thus I'm sure he will have blond hair, just like his Mom." "Then, I hope he will have her blue eyes as well. That would be truly special, for our future Leader!" "Look, the imp wrestles already with all of his might, as if he tries to enter our world all on his own..." Smiling inwardly, I listened to the people around my new Mom who were waiti
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I am only a little Gypsy 1 - Reincarnation, does it exist?
GypsyChronicles posted a story in Fiction
I grow up as our little Gypsy Crown Prince, inwardly knowing who I am and what important tasks I have to fulfill, whilst waiting for my former 'Trapper Dad' who once was our Beloved 'Gypsy Monarch Harold the Great' and who still is my 'Eternal Soul Mate', to adopt me and take me under his wings. Just like I am, he too is a reincarnated Shaman and Cosmic Mage. But, first, I will have to grow up some more... Do you LIKE my stories? If so, please, click on five stars!
