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I was sitting in a bar with a group of friends. I had been drinking and taking ecstasy. The owner of the bar told us he was organising a rave and we should get on one of the mini buses that would take us. I followed along with the crowd.
February 14th, 2017 I experienced the greatest love anyone could imagine.
At 9 years old in March 1960, I was walking home from an art class in the neighborhood park, in my home town. Arms filled with rolled up paper paintings, I proceeded to cross our street, across from our house. We lived near the bottom of a miles-long steep hill, with no stop signs. I was struck on the left side by a 1955 Buick auto, hung up by the ear on the hood ornament, hit again and flew through the air for 91.5 ft to land on a storm drain.
One of the hardest things to do after an NDE is to put such an experience into words. I will try my best.
So I ask with all god’s love to stay with me while I tell my experience. My NDE was about 8 years ago but according to the realness of it, it was yesterday, in a different form of time.
It was September 2009 when I arrived home completely frozen after a jog. I was cold and wanted to make a fire in our fireplace. I noticed that my wide sports pants had caught fire. I tried to knock out the flames with my hands, but that didn't work - on the contrary!
