Creepy Things That Have Happened to You

[chakra]

I was in a serious car accident this summer. The drunk driver who hit me died at the scene. I believe I was knocked out on impact, it's hard to know conscious details of the accident.

However, I do remember looking down at the truck that hit me. I remember the driver standing beside his truck looking at his hands and feeling his face and then a look of complete shock and sadness come over his face. I remember seeing hands growing around him. I don't even know how to explain it. The hands then grew a body. The body became an Elderly Lady. I *heard* "George it's time to go" George says "I didn't know" Elderly Lady "we did". They just dissolved.

I then slammed back down into my body. I vaguely remember being cut out of my vehicle. Consciousness came and went.

I found out after the accident his name was George. (You have to find out these things when you have to sue and such.)

I will never see anything the same again. Ever.

I was not really a believer in anything before my accident. That too, has really changed. Nothing has been the same since, absolutely nothing.

[Fatale]

The school from which I received my undergraduate degree is like some many that dot New England. Small, private, emphasis on liberal arts, ivy covered bricks and white columns. When I was there, it was already well over a century old.

My junior and senior years I was an R.A. The R.A. staff was required to be back on campus about a week before students returned from summer break, and it was our responsibility to renew first aid courses, do room inventories to ascertain that every room had the requisite furniture, etc. As you might imagine, as so often goes hand in hand with old places, there were stories about strange things happening on campus over the years. That first week of my senior year, I was going through the rooms on my hall, one by one, making sure there were beds, desks, bookcases. I think I had checked about half the rooms without incident. It was still daylight, the sun was shining brightly, but I confess it was a bit eerie simply because there were so few of us around at that time. I eventually made my way into one of the suites, a large living room with a bedroom on either side. The building, Academy Hall, had hardwood floors, pressed tin ceilings, great crown moldings. The windows were drafty in the winter and the old radiators clanged. I stepped into the first bedroom, saw that everything was in order, and stopped in the living room, using a bookcase as desk, to fill in my inventory sheet. My back was to the main door of the room and as I was writing I heard someone come in behind me. Not only did I hear the floor creak, but I heard the actual footfalls. I turned, fully expecting one of my fellow R.A.s to be standing there but no one was. Whoever, whatever had entered the room and stopped just behind me, but there was no one to be seen. I ran out so fast I didn't care if the other room even had a bed. The kid who would inhabit it could sleep in the closet as far as I was concerned!

[cinnamongrrl]

Originally Posted by chakra

I was in a serious car accident this summer. The drunk driver who hit me died at the scene. I believe I was knocked out on impact, it's hard to know conscious details of the accident.

However, I do remember looking down at the truck that hit me. I remember the driver standing beside his truck looking at his hands and feeling his face and then a look of complete shock and sadness come over his face. I remember seeing hands growing around him. I don't even know how to explain it. The hands then grew a body. The body became an Elderly Lady. I *heard* "George it's time to go" George says "I didn't know" Elderly Lady "we did". They just dissolved.

I then slammed back down into my body. I vaguely remember being cut out of my vehicle. Consciousness came and went.

I found out after the accident his name was George. (You have to find out these things when you have to sue and such.)

I will never see anything the same again. Ever.

I was not really a believer in anything before my accident. That too, has really changed. Nothing has been the same since, absolutely nothing.

Thank you so much for sharing this....it gives me hope for a hereafter....I'm so glad you weren't seriously injured....my personal thought is that driving under the influence is not only stupid but selfish...
the angels were with you too....

[Heavenleahangel]

Originally Posted by chakra

I was in a serious car accident this summer. The drunk driver who hit me died at the scene. I believe I was knocked out on impact, it's hard to know conscious details of the accident.

However, I do remember looking down at the truck that hit me. I remember the driver standing beside his truck looking at his hands and feeling his face and then a look of complete shock and sadness come over his face. I remember seeing hands growing around him. I don't even know how to explain it. The hands then grew a body. The body became an Elderly Lady. I *heard* "George it's time to go" George says "I didn't know" Elderly Lady "we did". They just dissolved.

I then slammed back down into my body. I vaguely remember being cut out of my vehicle. Consciousness came and went.

I found out after the accident his name was George. (You have to find out these things when you have to sue and such.)

I will never see anything the same again. Ever.

I was not really a believer in anything before my accident. That too, has really changed. Nothing has been the same since, absolutely nothing.

Thanks for sharing this story. In my beliefs, someone comes from "the other side" to take you to the next. Whether that person goes to Heaven or Hell is up to that person's life. I have seen people cross over to both sides and it can be quite a dramatic sight for someone to pass. We also believe some people have the gift to be able to "see" these things and communicate to help people cross. Kind of like the show "Ghost Whisperer". My great aunt and I both have the gift. As I mentioned on another post, I was an invited guest on the Montel Williams show with psychic Sylvia Brown to talk about the gift of communicating with the dead and to answer questions from the audience. Ive learned we can learn alot from other people when they pass if you just "listen and believe".