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When I was ten, 32 years ago, I was hit by a car. It was really a tragic thing, and I about died. I do
distinctly remember being in like a dark tunnel with all these people I didn't know, and seeing my
grandfather who had recently died. All the people were glad to see me and were welcoming me in; but
when I saw the one person I recognized (my grandfather), he started waving me back, telling me to get out
of there. And three months later, I woke up from the coma I had been in and I'm sure this wasn't a dream I
had, because I think it happened in the ambulance. One of the workers there said he'd done CPR on me,
too. I was that gone. I didn't know my grandfather that well, either.
I don't tell many people this (as not to be disbelieved)...take it as you will. I'm reading a book right now
about after-death communication, and felt compelled to tell someone my experience. I guess my grandpa
was a war hero, had won the silver star, and purple heart, and I guess he saved his own grandson, too.
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