I cannot say I've experienced a significant, or extremely noticeable timeslip, but I have had a few instances of sure death. I know I should not have
survived, atleast twice now..
I can only attest to simple, personal timeslips, nothing that someone else would be able to verify, or even acknowledge, as far as I know.
When I was 9 or so, I was pushed out of a 2nd floor window, backwards, landing on my head, though, as time continued on, and years passed, no one who
was present at the event would claim I fell fully out the _ They both agree that I was pushed, and began falling, but they both also agree that
I was saved by my sister grabbing me and pinning me against the brick wall just outside of the _ I at first have vivid memories of falling, and
only recently only have memories of being saved.
A year after this event, I was swimming in a pool. I attempted a dive off the diving board, when I slipped and hit my head against the board before
falling into the water, where I recall laying at the bottom, blacking in and out of consciousness. In my memories, even to this day, it felt like 5
minutes. Once again, those who were there, who witnessed it, say I hit my head, fell into the water, and was immediately pulled out of the water and
coughed up water.
The most recent event took place in 2003, though the more I try to pin point the exact date, it may have been 2002. I had made a cd to commemorate
the event, and even dated it the day after. I keep looking for it to remember the date, but the only cd I can find is dated a different ear than that
of my memory. In this event, which to me is the strangest, I was driving my typical route to my typical destination, when my mind kept telling me to
turn before I usually turned. I tried to turn on a different street, but couldn't make it over. I then felt the urge againt to turn at the next
street, but would have missed the light, so I kept going straight. I then felt another urge to turn yet again, this time onto a road that would not
have taken me to my destination, but a neighborhood, and yet again, couldn't make the turn. I eventually got to my usual turn, where I waited behind
a few cars that were also turning.
This is where the first anomolies take place. Up until this point in my actual memory, I recall it being still sunny out. Though my memory now tells
me that it was dark, because the cars at the light ahead of me turning had their lights on. Infact, my last memory before the accident, was bright
headlights, when I swore, 5 minutes before, it was bright out. After I woke up from the accident, in the back seat, I immediately called my parents
house, where my sister, the same one who "saved" my life the last 2 events told, who should have been in California, answered the phone. I never
quite thought about it too much since, say... 2006, but now as I try to recall, it is all rather shady. I used to emphasize the urges of diverting my
travel, and how something was watching over me, and not the fact that I should have died. I was hit head on by a vehicle traveling approximately 80
mphs, and my car spun around and hit a telephone pole. I thought I should have died, I felt I should have died, though I was alive, and never really
pondered the idea, (well a few times) that I had actually died. Atleast not to this extent.
Thank you OP, and thank you all for the conversation.
Life is beautiful, regardless if I no longer am who I thought I was once born as.
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