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Heaven's Gates
by Gene P.
It was May,17th,1979, 4:30 p.m. I was supposed to meet my ex-neighbor at my house to go to my attorney's office. I was buying his vacant house next door to me. He was half an hour late, so I went over to his house. He was there with his car up on a jack, trying to get it started. Knowing a little about cars, I knew that it was his starter not functioning. With the threat of being late for the appointment with my lawyer, I got under the car to short out the starter. When I shorted it out, the car rumbled while trying to start. That's when it all started. The jack slipped, and the car fell on my head, crushing my face and skull.
Some guys around managed to lift the car, and I crawled out. I could feel my face swelling fast, and I could see in two different directions. (I knew my eyes had popped out of my head). Someone yelled, "Call an ambulance." It seemed like only seconds and the ambulance was there. In the ambulance they started an I.V. and rushed me to the hospital. We went in through emergency, and straight up to the operating room. Lying on the table, I saw the nurses and doctors with their backs to me readying for the operation ahead. Then this strange feeling came over me, and I told myself, "Gene, you're not breathing."
With a sudden whoosh, it was like I was on a super-fast elevator going up through a tunnel. Ahead only darkness, when suddenly there was a very bright dim light far away but very close straight ahead of me. Then a sudden stop, and I had this overwhelming feeling of total knowledge of everything that ever happened, and everything that ever will happen. Every question I ever had in my life was suddenly answered. There was an intense smell, like the most fragrant garden imaginable. I heard (or felt) a voice saying, "Eugene, you know what's happening to you, don't you? I said, "Yes, grandma. I'm dying." I then told her, "Grandma, I can't die. I have too much to do. I'm buying my first house." She told me, "You can go back. Just don't look at the light.
I said, "Goodbye, grandma." And I turned away from the light. I felt myself falling fast but gently down. It's strange, but I could actually feel my mom's force pulling me back to earth (even though she had no idea what was happening to me). I opened my eyes, and heard a nurse say, "Doctor, he's not breathing." The doctor yelled for a trach tray, and I started to squirm because I knew he was going to cut into my neck. But I told myself, "Gene, he's going to help you breath, so just relax." When they got the trach in, they immediately gave me gas to knock me out for the twenty-two hour operation to rebuild my head and face.
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