The Day I Died

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Story type: Near Death Experience
Location: Dawsonville Georgia
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Wed May 18 13:09:39 2011

May 18, 2011 Dawsonville Georgia/Gainesville Hospital The Day I Died Near Death Experience

It was December 1988 and I had been working all day long as a waitress. I was 18 and I had a date that night with a guy I had thought was cute. My friend had fixed me up with her boyfriends friend. Anyhow, me and my mom worked together, she was a cook and manager of the restaurant I worked at, and on the way home I told her about a dream I had the night before where I died in a car wreck. She told me not to go on the blind date, but we got into a big fight and I went anyway.

I drove down to a friends house and we were to meet the guys there, it was a double date, her and her boyfriend and me and this guy, his best friend. We drove around town, it was a small town with no movie theaters or bowling alleys, nothing to do but go crusing. We got bored of that after a couple of hours and went to the guy who drove brothers house. When we got there the guys went off into another room to play pool, and me and my friend stayed in the living room watching t.v.. It was getting about 11:00 and I was tired from working all day so I fell asleep on the couch. The next thing I remember my friend shaking my shoulder and telling me to get up we were leaving. I was drowsy and remember making it to the car and climbing in the back seat I fell right back to sleep.

A week later I woke up it was dark and I remember saying to my mom you won't believe the dream I just had, my mom was on a single bed beside mine. I guess I didn't think it odd because in my room at home I had two single beds, and sometimes my mom would come in and sleep in one because my dad snored too loud. Anyhow she leaned up and looked over at me and said, its not a dream you are in the hospital. I fell right back to sleep because of the drugs they had me on.

Later on I found out that I had been in a car wreck, and everyone else was okay but I had been thrown about the car and had gotten two linear skull fractures, a broken nose, and a cracked rib. I began recalling parts of the wreck. I remember just before the car crashed my friend shaking my shoulder and yelling, " hold on were gonna wreck". I recalled an instance where I was hovering over my body looking down, and there were paramedics working on me, placing me in a black bag.

The next thing I remember I was in heaven, I don't recall a bright light at the end of the tunnel or anything like that, not to say it didn't happen, I just don't recall it. I was standing in heaven amongst some clouds with a very pretty lady in white, and a man who was also dressed in white. There was a bridge that led over onto another set of clouds, and he told me I couldn't go, I had to go back.

I don't recall where I had been before, and I didn't remember anything about it. I just knew I didn't want to return, I wanted to stay and cross over that bridge. I could see that it was beautiful and I have never felt a feeling the way I felt there, the best way to describe it is 100% pure love. I begged him to let me stay, at one point he must have agreed, or maybe he knew I wouldn't be able to get across because it wasn't my time, however I began to cross over the bridge. Half way over a force that can only be described as a large hand that would cover my chest pressed against my upper body as to push me. I don't recall any other parts of dieing except that.

When I left the hospital I walked out the doors after being there for 2 weeks and I saw the outside world again, and thought how ugly it was. After that experience I was never the same again. I am more patient, more understanding, humble, and more intuitive.