It keeps becoming more vivid every month.

A strange and disturbing sensation I recall from my childhood — very vague, no context, just the most ambiguous yet uniquely terrifying feeling somewhere on my body. Some strange combination of extreme pressure and the lightest touch.

Lately it's become more vivid. I still can't describe it. But it's like the memory is calling me back, becoming more clear. I'm afraid of what my mind might reveal, in time.