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When I was 4 I got hit by a car, there were actually two cars trying to avoid me and were zigzagging to avoid me & a headon collision. I was in a intensive care probably a coma, due to head injuries and what not. All I remembered was the two cars just before being hit. When I was 11, I was in an office with my grandmother and the secretary was talking about near death experiences. She asked if I knew what it was - I described it in total detail - a mountain, the vibrant colors around it, the tunnel, the welcoming light calling you - asking you if you really think you should be there or if you want to go back. This lady sat there with her mouth open and then asked where I read about it - I didn't and just then realized that it was my view of what I saw and I just at that moment remembered I saw it when I woke up at the hospital when I was little, I was wearing the same outfit cuz it was mother's day.
The other strange thing is that the day after this encounter with the secretary and revelation of this experience - I met one of the drivers of the car - the one that took off and didn't bother to find out how I was.
The freakier part, was I only found the police report a few years ago. My husband was born on the day of my accident.
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