gowebsolution
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Last week when I was out driving around at work I was involved in a car accident and I swear that I was killed in that accident and I had a choice as to whether I lived or died. I can remember driving around but the accident happened so fast and suddenly I don’t remember getting hit. The car came out of no where. When I was dead, and I swear that I was dead now, I remember being on a train that kept going and going and going and I was standing there wondering when this train was going to stop. It seemed at the time that it was never going to stop. I remember standing there and I was surrounded by everyone that I knew, both family and friends. What was strange was that everyone was standing around talking and they appeared to be having a good time. I could hear their voices. I was standing there feeling stunned and I was asking where we were going and when this train was going to stop. Even though I was around my family and friends I felt like I was in a place that I didn’t belong. I remember the train finally coming to a stop and the doors opened up. I remember looking out the door and seeing a darkness that I had never seen before. I remember seeing everyone I know cheerfully walking out of the door and just disappearing into the darkness. I was scared to death and I was asking everyone where they were going. I didn’t know where I was at and there was no way I was getting off of that train and walking out into that darkness. I remember saying, “I’m not getting off here”, and the next thing I remember I woke up in a hospital bed. I am convinced if I had chosen to get off of the train I would have died. I told a few family members who visited me what had happened and they told me that I was just dreaming. Well, when I was in the hospital room later that day I was in there alone with my mom. I remember looking over and saying hi to my dad. My mom was like, there isn’t anyone there. I said yes he is, he’s right there at the nurses station. A few moments later the door to my room opened up and my dad walked in. My mom asked him if he was just at the nurses station and he said yes, he was just asking how I was doing. My mom was like you are spooky. Even when I was laying in the room at times I could hear people talking. I asked my mom why it is so loud in there. She was like what are you talking about. I was like don't you hear all the people talking. She just looked at me like I was crazy. By the end of the day the voices and visions went away, but I still feel like I was some how connected to the afterlife. I was never really one to think about life after death but after what happened to me last Tuesday afternoon I am convinced that once your dead its not over. I’m just wondering if there is anyone else out there who has had a similar experience. My outlook on life and the way that I feel inside has really changed since that experience.