This memory I felt was the most recent one, chronologically, although past lives are not necessarily in a linear sequence. This was the one I felt closest to.
Another of the ‘it’s not fair’ scenarios.
I was just stepping out of the carriage which had delivered me in style for my wedding, to my prospective husband and new home. It was a step up in society for my family for me to be marrying the lord of the big house. I heard a clattering of stones, a yell and a horse screaming behind me. This frightened the carriage horses which bolted, dragging me under the wheel.
I was not amused...I think very angry is more like the emotion I felt. That energy embedded in my soul.