Goodreads asked R.L. Blackhurst:

What mystery in your own life could be a plot for a book?

R.L. Blackhurst When I was 8, my parents moved to Bahrain for my Dad's new job with Gulf Air. Before the move, we'd sold our house and were living with a friend in Woodingdean, East Sussex. My parents enrolled me in a school in the area, just for one term before we headed to the Middle East.

The school was a private school, very posh, with most of the parents dropping their kids off in flash cars. My mum didn't drive, so we had to get the bus.
I hated it. It was an awful place with a credit and debit system. Credits were like gold stars and debits, basically black marks. I had a lot of debits!
Thankfully, I was only there for one term. It was called Queenscliff, was girls only and took boarders.

Many years ago, when I first moved to New Zealand, I looked the place up on the internet and found its website. Seeing a picture of the imposing building brought back memories of cold wintry mornings, heading to catch the bus, and long miserable days.

Then just a couple of months ago, I was compelled to look it up again. I am not sure why, but strangely I could not find any trace of the place! Mystified, I searched for it. I researched schools in the area and found all manner of them, but not Queenscliff. There are records of all sorts of schools, even ones in past decades that have since closed, but nothing of Queenscliff. How could this school disappear from history? I had seen a website of it! I understand if it had closed, but there would still be a record of it!

I was telling a friend about it, and she told me about the Mandela effect. Basically, it's people who have memories of things that didn't happen and of places that don't exist.

Could this be the case with me? Why do I have such vivid memories of this school? False memory syndrome? Parallel universe? Time travellers altering the past?

I'm still looking for it and it baffles me. But on the up side, it would be a great plot for a book!

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