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Jerzi Young
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Jerzi Young • upvoted 37 items 4 years ago
Unexplained-Glitches-Matrix
So this actually happened last week... It just took me some time to come to terms with it... I got a phone call from my next door neighbour late in the evening asking if I can help him move a mattress into his upstairs. His mom is ill and has a big heavy sleep number bed. I of course ran over to help because they're great neighbours. I get over there and his friend, who is also a priest, was there to help. I helped them figure out how to separate the mattress from the bed so we could fit it up stairs. We get it all moved up and back in place when my neighbour asks if I can help them move an armoire upstairs too. I think nothing of it and we pull it out of his travel trailer and start bringing it up the front stairs of his house. This is where I died. The front stairs are 11 steps. I was on the lower end of the armoire about 6 steps up when my neighbour and his friend lose a handle on the armoire and it comes crashing down on me and I fall backwards towards the pavement... I then wake up in my dining room to my phone ringing and my wife asking me if I'm going to answer the phone. It's my neighbour asking me if I can help move a bed upstairs for his mom... I go over there and meet his priest friend again, as this has been the first time I met him. I say I can help with the bed but I cannot help with the armoire. My neighbour was like "how'd you know about the armoire?". I then proceeded to tell them I'm pretty sure I just died. I spent the next hour talking with the priest. He had so many questions. My neighbour didn't believe it until I described the upstairs bedroom in perfect detail down to the metal mattress frame on the floor and the intricate headboard leaning against the wall and I had never been upstairs in their house before. The priest asked me what I saw after I died. I told him I never actually died. Before it happened I woke up at my dining room table. TL;DR... I experienced my death but woke up alive about 20 minutes earlier in my life.
Unexplained-Glitches-Matrix
So this actually happened last week... It just took me some time to come to terms with it... I got a phone call from my next door neighbour late in the evening asking if I can help him move a mattress into his upstairs. His mom is ill and has a big heavy sleep number bed. I of course ran over to help because they're great neighbours. I get over there and his friend, who is also a priest, was there to help. I helped them figure out how to separate the mattress from the bed so we could fit it up stairs. We get it all moved up and back in place when my neighbour asks if I can help them move an armoire upstairs too. I think nothing of it and we pull it out of his travel trailer and start bringing it up the front stairs of his house. This is where I died. The front stairs are 11 steps. I was on the lower end of the armoire about 6 steps up when my neighbour and his friend lose a handle on the armoire and it comes crashing down on me and I fall backwards towards the pavement... I then wake up in my dining room to my phone ringing and my wife asking me if I'm going to answer the phone. It's my neighbour asking me if I can help move a bed upstairs for his mom... I go over there and meet his priest friend again, as this has been the first time I met him. I say I can help with the bed but I cannot help with the armoire. My neighbour was like "how'd you know about the armoire?". I then proceeded to tell them I'm pretty sure I just died. I spent the next hour talking with the priest. He had so many questions. My neighbour didn't believe it until I described the upstairs bedroom in perfect detail down to the metal mattress frame on the floor and the intricate headboard leaning against the wall and I had never been upstairs in their house before. The priest asked me what I saw after I died. I told him I never actually died. Before it happened I woke up at my dining room table. TL;DR... I experienced my death but woke up alive about 20 minutes earlier in my life.
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Unexplained-Glitches-Matrix
So this actually happened last week... It just took me some time to come to terms with it... I got a phone call from my next door neighbour late in the evening asking if I can help him move a mattress into his upstairs. His mom is ill and has a big heavy sleep number bed. I of course ran over to help because they're great neighbours. I get over there and his friend, who is also a priest, was there to help. I helped them figure out how to separate the mattress from the bed so we could fit it up stairs. We get it all moved up and back in place when my neighbour asks if I can help them move an armoire upstairs too. I think nothing of it and we pull it out of his travel trailer and start bringing it up the front stairs of his house. This is where I died. The front stairs are 11 steps. I was on the lower end of the armoire about 6 steps up when my neighbour and his friend lose a handle on the armoire and it comes crashing down on me and I fall backwards towards the pavement... I then wake up in my dining room to my phone ringing and my wife asking me if I'm going to answer the phone. It's my neighbour asking me if I can help move a bed upstairs for his mom... I go over there and meet his priest friend again, as this has been the first time I met him. I say I can help with the bed but I cannot help with the armoire. My neighbour was like "how'd you know about the armoire?". I then proceeded to tell them I'm pretty sure I just died. I spent the next hour talking with the priest. He had so many questions. My neighbour didn't believe it until I described the upstairs bedroom in perfect detail down to the metal mattress frame on the floor and the intricate headboard leaning against the wall and I had never been upstairs in their house before. The priest asked me what I saw after I died. I told him I never actually died. Before it happened I woke up at my dining room table. TL;DR... I experienced my death but woke up alive about 20 minutes earlier in my life.
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