Topic of the week: Think that you opened your eyes in an unknown country. You don’t know the language that is spoken there, they don’t know yours either. What have you seen, what has happened since you were there. Give all the details…
How did you get in touch with people, what is this country like etc..

My head was hurting. Oh, what happened to me? Where am I? A couple of questions were turning in my mind. For a minute, I looked around and tried to find where I am. That was a black room with just this little bed, - that I was on - an old wardrobe and a broken mirror. Ah, there wasn't a door? Too nonsense. I stood up.
"That's just a dream and you'll wake up soon" I was saying to myself. Again and again. But that was not a dream or at the end, I won't wake up from a dream. Because the events that you'll hear, are not usual.
 I was so stressed. How will I be able to get out from here? Let me think... Maybe there is a hidden door behind the mirror, or behind the wardrobe? Maybe under the bed? No. There isn't. Maybe a portal in the room, maybe a little hole? No again. I felt miserable. And sat down and reposed to the wall, started to think. A door creaking sound came and I fell back. Wow, the whole wall was the door!
I was in a fun fair. Most probably, the room that I was in was a scary house. I looked around, but, wait, which language the things were written in? So scary. I ran to the exit of the fair. I was getting hotter and more excited. What was happening? Which country I was in?

It was nearly 9:00 o'clock. And really cold. Everyone was speaking a different language. I started walking straight to find someone. Walked, walked, walked... I started yawning when the time was nearly midnight. It seemed like I was in a main road. Suddenly something came to my mind, I had a phone! And it was in my pocket! I looked into my pocket in a hurry. There was money, key, some chocolate... and the phone! I tried to open it but... Oops! It didn't have charge.
I slept in a garden of a house secretly. In the morning I went to the shopping mall to charge my phone in a machine. While I was charging my phone, I saw someone that is so familiar...
"Reyhan Teacher!" I shouted. She looked at me, saw me, and came near me. I think that she knew me from my face, because again she couldn't understand my language.
While these things were happening, my phone opened. I had an idea. I wrote the things happened to me, in Google translate, but I didn't know which language that they are speaking. I asked her language with body language. She answered me;
WHAT, TURKISH???  WASN'T I SPEAKING TURKISH? WAS THIS PLACE KOCAELI???
I was shocked. Her language was Turkish. But was I speaking Turkish too? What was happening, if I were in Turkey, Kocaeli, why couldn't I understand the writings? Lots of questions... Did I lose my mind? Suddenly, I had a terrible headache and fainted.

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I opened my eyes in a dark room with black walls. I was on a bed. Just a bed, a broken mirror and an old wardrobe was in the... Wait, I lived that before, didn't I?