She Wants To Feed – Part 4
And then it came! The push, it was so fast and hard for such a small girl that I was shocked by the force of it. My arms were flailing as I grabbed at nothing. She had planned this so well. We were in the open; no trees, bushes or saplings to catch hold of, just a short little embankment of grass before I tumbled into the road. I was so shocked that I didn’t, at first, realize that she had pushed me into the path of an oncoming car. It didn’t take long though.
I struggled to get up and out of the way but it was like an invisible force field was holding down, but how could that be? It just wasn’t possible! I was beginning to panic. My head was fuzzy, thoughts racing and my heart thundered hard in my chest.
The last thing that I remember before the car hit me was her standing at the guard rail looking at me with that smile that I used to love seeing and the screeching of the car tires on the pavement. Then there only blackness.
The driver was calling 911 before he ever got out of the car. He was a retired Marine Captain who had something to do with the Medical Division and had been a corpsmen during Desert Storm. He got to work on me immediately.
The EMT’s arrived within 10 minutes and that’s when I died for the first time. In the blackness there came a pinprick of light that slowly grew larger and larger as it approached me or maybe as I approached it. I felt like I was made of air, floating through the universe and it was so beautiful out there. At some point I was joined with the light or enveloped by it or something like that. There was a sense of love in there beyond my wildest desires or dreams.
Then I heard a voice saying to me, “You would not forgive so how can We forgive you? This is what you could have had but you said that you would rather “rot in hell”! You made your choice and We’ve judged you.”
At that very second I began to fall through the atmosphere at lightening speed. I felt like I was in a rocket, or better yet that I was a rocket.
Teresa Marie 11/14/11
Posted on November 14, 2011, in picture it & write and tagged death, Emergency Medical Technician, Forgiveness, God, Heaven, Hell, picture it & write, Religion & Spirituality. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.