I think that one of my past lives was living during the Reniassance period in England, the dream I spoke of earlier; my father and our family were serfs to this duke or something. I had long brown hair and a slightly tan complection peircing green eyes and slight blonde highlights due to being outside often.
One day while I was in the market place I meet this really handsome young man like two or three years older then myself. I was carring a basket of eggs and I was almost stampieded by a hord of pigs and sheep that got loose from their wagon. He grabbed me and pulled me out of the way, I dropped the basket and he bought me a new one. And then the noble my family worked for came up to the young man and asked why he was with some one so much lower then he was; it turned out he was the noble's nephew.
It was really odd because I was seeing from the girls(my said past lifes) eyes and it felt so real, I could feel the sun beating down, I could hear the noise, and bustling of the market place. It was just unreal.
I have this theory I was also Egyptian but I have yet to prove it.