posted on May, 20 2012 @ 06:28 AM
I've shared this story before on another site, I wouldn't be surprised if you may have already read it there, but I feel that I should share it here
as well, seeing as how there seem to be many people who are interested in this forum. Since I imagine that I can preserve some of my anonymity on the
web if that is at all possible, I will not be linking to the story that I shared elsewhere.
Please forgive me my ignorance, enlighten me even, but if it is not legal for me to share my story here, I suppose it shall have to be removed and
well, so be it. I had originally posted this online in 2010, the site it is posted on allows people to share my story on their facebook pages and so I
hardly see a reason that I can't share it here.
I have taken time to ponder my own sanity and sanity in general which does nothing to quell the mysterious aspect of life. I'm inclined to believe
that what most people would consider impossible, is possible, depending on the subject matter and details therein, NDEs are one of those things which
I consider possible.
I don't recall the exact year, I know that I was in the 9-12 age range....this is one of the reasons I've been so hesitant to share my story,
because I don't remember exactly which summer it was that I drowned. I was at a summer bible camp when this happened, I didn't know how to swim but
thought I could dog paddle myself afloat to hang with the kids in the water and generally enjoy myself by blending in with the kids contenting
themselves in the water with eachother's company. I've always been something of a loner, so I didn't feel left out not having anyone specific to
splash around with in the creek. I wanted to go to the deep part to be like the older kids, I wanted to get over my fear of not being able to touch
the bottom with my toes. As a young girl I didn't think about death, I didn't know anyone who had died and so the idea of death being all pervasive
didn't occur to me until I was under the water, pulled down by the current, completely unable to flap my arms and legs any longer trying to reach the
surface. That was the time I came to terms with my own death, you just have to let go when you know that death is imminent, it's the only logical
thing to do. It's just the same with being alive, I'm alive..so, I'll just have to accept that fact, come to terms with it, and keep moving forward
no matter how unmotivated or unappreciated I feel. Cause and effect.
Anyway, when I knew that I could do nothing more, that no matter how hard I flailed around underwater that I wasn't going to surface, I heard an
inner voice, gently yet authoritatively tell me to breathe...which I assumed was God, so I got my hopes revitalized and I attempted even more to get
to the surface, but the current made sure that I made no progress, I heard the voice again, telling me to breathe. In my mind I retorted, "I'm
trying!" Which meant that I was trying to get to the surface to breathe. And then it came again, that's when I knew that I wasn't going to take a
breath of air but of water...I thought, I can't do this! At that point I wasn't so sure if it was God talking to me..to willfully breathe underwater
seemed like suicide to me. Yet another prompting from the inner voice, a voice that commanded obedience, in my mind, I yelled "OKAY!!" and with
nothing else I could do, I complied.
Immediately my lungs stung with the weight of murky brown creek water that put me into shock. I couldn't move and I could feel the weight of the
water bringing me down as I saw my lifeless arms in front of me I could do nothing while my body sunk to the bottom with my left side closest to the
silt. That's when I had my out of body experience. Immediately I was up I'm guessing about 60 feet above the creek, looking down at everyone, the
kids were playing and splashing and I figured they didn't know about me yet, I thought about how aweful it would feel if I were to find a peer
drowned by way of accidentally bumping into their dead corpse while playing. My mind was reeling, how could this be possible? I felt a breeze come
from my left, and thought, "How could I be feeling breeze from the wind while I'm underwater?! How is it that I'm here AND there at the same time?!
Right after the breeze I felt a strong presence to my right and thought, "UH oh! Who is THIS?! I was almost scared to look but what else could I do
right? It was an angel, he explained that I could choose to either live or die and be born somewhere else. I asked where I would go if I died and he
pointed in the general direction, I looked in the direction he was pointing in and somehow I immediately knew that there would be a lot of people
there, a lot more populated than where I grew up, and a LOT more crime and general darkness and I replied, "I don't want to go there! Those people
are evil!" I basically based my choice off the fact that I thought life there would be more painful because of the lack of morality I percieved in
that direction. I thought about my parents and asked the angel if we could check on them while I was out of my body but he said no. So my official
response was, "I don't want my parents to cry for me." I imagined them being sad over my death and didn't like the idea that I would cause them
pain through my death by choosing to die. After I'd made up my mind I said, "I just wish someone would LOOK at me!" in desperation for some
normality I wanted human contact, I didn't want to be cut off from life and the living. Right after that I saw a girl's face looking up at me from
the ground, I got so excited and happy when I saw her looking straight at me, the next thing I knew I was back in my body under water still unable to
move but able to see a pair of arms grab my lifeless outstretched arms, it was that same girl who saw me, I don't know how but she got to where I was
and pulled me up out of the water. As soon as she grabbed my arms it was like a big jolt of electricity passed through her to me and I could move
again and was able to utilize my legs to help her help myself out of the water. As soon as my mouth came up over the surface my mouth involentarily
opened wide and the dirty water came out like a pressured hose. Neither of us knew what to say or how to react, we were shocked and compensated by
acting as normally as possible under such bizarre circumstances. I gave her a quiet and sincere, "Thank You." She said an equally quiet, "You're
welcome." and we just stood there up to our shins in water staring at eachother while our minds tried to come to some sense. I think she was confused
at how I responded..because after a moment of standing and pondering I was grossed out, I took an assessment of the water's clarity and thought,
"THIS water was in my lungs.." so in my own way of showing her that I didn't know what else to say or how to react I said, "Eww this water.." and
clutched my shirt below my collar to show that I still had some sense of normality, that I still thought that having dirty brown water having been in
my lungs wasn't something to be happy about. When we got completely out of the water and after the councilor asked me why I was so pale and after I
assured the councilor that I was okay and my explaination for being pale was, "The water was cold." That girl came up to me and quietly told me that
she saw me "Up there." as she pointed up to where I was, I couldn't explain it myself so I just did what I could do, agree with her that I was up
there and that I saw her see me while I was up there. I was just glad to be alive, she must have been relieved that I hadn't died.