#16 The Disappearing Dam
Long ago, when I was a kid, my younger brother and I were driving our bikes on the embankment alongside the river and there was a huge dam-thingy on said river. I grew up in this town and I never knew we had a dam. When we got home, I told my mother that it was the first time I had seen the dam, and she did not know what I was talking about. Later, I returned and there was nothing there. My brother does not remember, but I had seen it as clear as day. I’m sure it was my imagination, but it’s strange. I did not dream it since my brother remembered that we were there; he just doesn’t remember the dam.
Credit: Numerol