By the way, how is Auntie doing?

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This is an experience which is still ongoing and personally very scary to me.

One summer, when I was around 3 or 4 years old, I was staying at my grandparents' house.

During that time, my mother's younger sister and her fiancé also happened to be staying in the same house.

As soon as a mosquito coil was lighted, a mosquito came flying and landed on her fiancé's face, and my aunt killed it by slapping his cheek....

.... that was a piece of memory I quite suddenly remembered last night, which led me to ask my mother, "by the way, how is Auntie doing?" 

But somehow this question made my mother flip out, and she shouted, "how many times do I have to tell you there isn't such a person! etc., etc." She went on and on, foaming at the mouth. 

It was a memory I hadn't remembered for a long time, and it suddenly popped up in my mind just then, so I didn't understand what she was saying. 

My father hurriedly calmed her down and took her to their bedroom.

When he came back, he told me the following strange story:

Since I was an elementary school kid, I have asked the same question to my mother (sometimes to my father too if he is there) once every year. 

My mother does not have a younger sister and, as far as they know, that episode of the fiancé or anything similar to it, has never occured. 

When my parents tell me those things, I usually look unconvinced but don't ask any further questions.

And next day, I always forget about the whole story and the fact that I even asked such a question. 

My father also repeats this story to me every year. 

They have taken me to some mental health clinics, temples and shrines before, but no one has been able to help us because I will always have forgotten about the whole matter by the time we visit those places. 

I also always forget that we've ever been to those places to seek help. 

But I swear I have never experienced any of those things! I don't remember any of them! Nothing! 

According to my father, I will have forgotten this by tomorrow, so right now, I'm writing this down, and staying up late, and I still remember what happened yesterday.

What bothers me the most is, I'm thirty years old this year, so I can't imagine that I never thought about leaving notes like this one before. I must have left something to remind me of this on a notepad or a laptop, but I haven't been able to find anything like that. 

Have I thrown them away or deleted them, and if so, how and when? 

This time I have prepared five reminder notes to make sure I won't forget. But I'm afraid I will lose them too. 

I'm so confused and I don't understand what's happening to me. I just wanted to write this down on this board in the hope that I will remember it. 

But I have been using 2chan for the past decade or so, and it gives me the creeps when I imagine I might have posted a similar story somewhere before.

If I still remember this tonight, I will come back and let you know.

I have written this down on my diary as well as attached a note to an alarm on my phone, but I don't know what will happen and I'm really scared...

If anyone has read a similar story before please let me know!

For the past twenty years, it seems like I have asked the same question to my mother once every summer!

It doesn't make sense and I am totally lost! 

Perhaps I will have forgotten it by tonight, but right now, I'm scared out of my wits! ! 

Have I ever posted the same story before? 

Has anyone ever experienced something similar to this???