Car Accident

When I was in grade two my older brother Eric, and I were at a neighbors house. Their house was across the street and up the road a bit. It was a sunny day when we had rode our bicycles over. It soon became overcast and started it to rain, we played inside for a while, and then our mom called, and told us to come home for dinner. It was raining hard and thunder, and lightening was occurring all around us, as we rode our bikes home, the rain was so heavy I could barley see my brother in front of me.

 Then it happened, one bright flash of lightening right in front of us, and one very loud clap of thunder. That clap of thunder frightened me, and I darted out to cross the street, just then an MG Midget two seat sports car was coming up beside me at about forty miles an hour I couldn't see any thing due to the rain. As I crossed into the path of the car the driver saw me and slammed on the brakes I don't know where on the car I was hit from, either way we hit each other. Me and my bike went flying through the air to the other side of the road, I must have landed on the front part of my head on the shoulder of the road completely unconscious, my bike was almost folded in half and lying at the bottom of a telephone pole, so I was told.

 I remember when I hit the road it was like I floated from my body, I felt comfort and love like someone was caring for me, I noticed there was a commotion the neighbors had gathered around me, my brother and the driver ran to my house and got my mother and father. All this time, viewing it away from my body something was distracting me away from watching, what was going on around me. All the while feeling comfort people were talking to me, my father ran up the street and saw me lying there all unconscious. He never was not very good with emotions especially when he was drinking, he panicked and he slapped me as hard as he could right across my butt, dam that hurt for a split second i came rushing back to my body. Still being drawn and distracted by something else, it had a very familiar feeling then I floated away again. I did not have any sense of time, I cannot recall it totally clearly at this time, although the thing i remember the most is the feeling of comfort suddenly I was over my body in my living room and once again I was drawn away after a short while, I was over my body, it was in my moms VW Beetle, and I rushed right back into it, sitting on moms lap looking at the dashboard crying my eyes out wondering why my head was hurting.

 I had been unconscious for about twenty minutes. When we got to the hospital the doctor examined me and only found a large goose egg sized bump on the front top of my head. The other thing they found was a hand print on my butt they wanted to charge my father but did not. I ended up with a slight concussion and spent the night in the hospital. I still can sense the feeling I had that day of being drawn from my body to comfort and love.

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Fortunately or unfortunately, I have been "there" severals times! Your's is, slighty, different. And, they were are unique, in themselves. The first, I think, was when my grandmother shot herself in the head, about ten months after my grandfather died from cancer. I couldn't see or focus; phychosymatic blindness. I could hear things around me that my eyes refused to see; a friend sat me on his lap and covered my ears. About, age eleven! The same friend, about a year later, while swimming at the quarry, saw my hand go down and grabbed at the spot and caught me!! We weren't supposed to be there. I remember going down and I remember lying upon the grass, but I wasn't afraid. There was another phychosymatic incident, when my mother was in a horrific car accident, when I was 17; I recovered quickly, she needed me. I had had an injury in school and wound up at the same emergency room; what are the chances. The next time, my girlfriend and I were sitting talking in a car, while the guys were using it to jump a broken down vehicle, she was looking very green to me within the tall grass where we were parked; well, hi-ho, it's off to the hospital I go. I felt fine, but was in worse shape than she; I can see why this is a fav to the suicidal. The next, I guess, was an asthma attack, while pregnant with my youngest. They say, for sure, I died that time. When I awake, four hours later, on a breathing machine, I felt rested. I could go on and on about how they were trying to strap my arms down, when my doctor came in and said that I was trying to communicate with sign language. I guess the most recent was when I fell down my front stairs, about to go on a date. The only thing that I remember hearing was the sound of an ambulance and him saying that they were coming; then, I awoke quite sometime later at the hospital. I can't grow hair there, anymore; however, it reminds me to be more careful with stairs. I have never seen a giantic light, but all of this tells me that I have something important to do in this world, before I go to the next plain of existance. Gosh, I hope that I don't screw that one up, too!! LOL!!!

[Tracie Skarbo]

Great story of outer body experience. I have found this subject to be quite interesting in the past. The way the brain can help us cope in stressful situations. It has made my belief in the soul stronger. I bet from this day on you were more careful on your bike! Good thing they have made us all wear helmets now. I don't know how we all survived before! :)

Great job.

Tigra