Black Out Then Return

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Story type: Near Death Experience
Location: My home
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sun Dec 14 19:25:10 2008

I have had.... Problems with hanging upside down on bars and such. I fell of my back once in kindergarden after falling when I was hanging from a small set of monkey bars. The most recent one wasn't with a bar of any sort, but with a net: I was running underneath my batmitten net and I ducked too late and got my neck caught and fell on my back. But the one in the middle, the worst of any kind:

In my yard, we have a swingset that most of the neighborhood children use due to lack of space in their own backyards. There are three swings and a slide. One of the swings are like the ones you see in parks, the classic bech and rope kind. Another was a sort of teeter-totter type swing that uses two people to move. the third is a wooden bar like one.

I was about 7 or 8 years old. I was hanging upside down on the bar, no hands. My legs slipped and my mouth and face smashed into the dirt. Only for a second I heard someone yell my name.

Blackness. Nothing. A void. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear. Nothing was everything and everything was nothing. I felt scared, what if I was dead? I floated in the emptiness.

Colors swirled as I saw the inside of my kitchen, with my parents, and all the adults from my neightborhood tending to my wounds. The sounds of their cries were almost deafening.

My jaw felt sore, my head throbbed, and my body felt limp. When I had enough power to understand the franticism of the situation, the adults told me I had smashed my face in the dirt, and that I didn't respond to their pleas, until I was in the kitchen for 5 minutes.

They asked me if I remembered anything from me falling to the kitchen panic.

"No," I asnwered. My words felt rough like I hadn't spoken in 100 years.

They said I must have fainted.

No, I went to the void, and came back.