6 People Told Us How They Felt When They Di*d And Got Back Their Life

Death is the most uncertain that we get in life and there are many people who are very much terrified and take every actions carefully. No one among us knows what happens beyond the grave and more than that we all never know what happens when we die. Some people do know!

In a bizarre twist of fate, we can find out what actually happens in the afterlife. Some people who have actually died and come back to life. Let’s know about their experience of their afterlife. Be ready to read some spooky shi*t here!

1. This Guy Died During A Surgery, And Turned Through A Book Of His Life. Similar To A Perfect Film Plot

1. This Guy Died During A Surgery, And Turned Through A Book Of His Life. Similar To A Perfect Film Plot
“I always get nervous about having surgery, but this time I knew something was going to go wrong. It sounds silly but I felt so strongly about it that I wrote a will and left it on my dresser just in case. Anyway, things go wrong during the surgery and I start to bleed out. Things went even further south and then my heart stopped beating. I found out later that I was dead for several minutes. Now I don’t know if this was real or a hallucination or a mixture of the two. I woke up in what looked like space but there weren’t any stars or light. I wasn’t floating so to speak, I was just there. I wasn’t hot/cold, hungry, tired, just a peaceful neutral kind of thing. I knew there was light and love somewhere nearby but I had no urge or need to go to it right away. I remember thinking over my life, but it wasn’t like a montage. More like I was idly flipping through a book and snippets stood out here and there. I don’t remember making a decision to stay or go back; I just woke up in the ICU two days later. Whatever it was, it changed my thoughts on a few things. I am still afraid to die, but I’m not worried about what happens after that.”

2. The Dead Man Walks suitably named was troubled with sepsis while he was going through chemotherapy. He relates his near-death experience to hitting the snooze button on life

2. The Dead Man Walks suitably named was troubled with sepsis while he was going through chemotherapy. He relates his near-death experience to hitting the snooze button on life
“The worst part of it all, looking back, is how peaceful it can seem. When I started vomiting blood, I went into shock. Hitting the wall to get my mum’s attention was a subconscious thing; the rest of me just… stopped caring. When the doctors were trying to save my life, I just wanted to black out again. I didn’t want the lights to hurt my eyes and the doctors to hurt the rest of me anymore, the unconsciousness seemed easier. And that’s how it felt when I was in the ICU for a few weeks after that, doped up on ketamine and slipping in and out of life. Being asleep was easy, being awake meant more pain and less dignity. So if you want to know what it’s like to be that close to death, it’s tempting. It’s like wanting to hit the snooze button on your alarm at 7am. And maybe you do hit it once or twice but then you remember that you have work or school and that sleep can wait because you’ve still got shit to do.”

3. This guy went into kidney failure, and says it felt like he was being told to power down

3. This guy went into kidney failure, and says it felt like he was being told to power down
“”It was like turning off a TV. One second things were working and the next I am waking up surrounded by doctors and nurses with my feet in the air and a unit of blood being shot into me at high speed. “Hey buddy…how are you feeling? We lost you for a minute there.””

4. This person briefly passed away due to a motorcycle accident, and has some heart-touching words for those worrying about loved ones

4. This person briefly passed away due to a motorcycle accident, and has some heart-touching words for those worrying about loved ones
“I passed out while cruising along at about 50mph (they still have no concrete idea why) and I was thrown into a light pole. I only have two clear memories of that event. The first is being upside down and wondering idly why the opposite road was passing by inverted. The second is hitting the pole and stopping. It hurt, a lot. I cannot accurately describe how badly that hurt but suffice it to say I’m a person with a high pain tolerance to begin with and if I had been in my right state of mind I would have wept like a child. I just remember being on the pavement and things slowly going black and quiet, which honestly was a relief because it made the pain feel more distant instead of the crushing immediacy it had before. The only reason I didn’t fall asleep was a bizarre moment where I heard someone yelling “Ranger up you candy fuck! Come on man, get up. Get up. GET UP!” and then someone slapping my helmet (which was basically smashed really hard onto my head; the faceplate was bent up into my face and a good chunk was more or less shaved off). When I opened my eyes I saw my brother squatting on the pavement next me to. This was odd because my brother has been dead from an OD for several years. I couldn’t really gather the presence of mind to speak so I just looked at him.”

This person got sepsis from dentist’s tools

This person got sepsis from dentist’s tools
“Once arrived at the hospital I was put on the most uncomfortable bed ever and drifted off. I couldn’t stay awake. That’s when I saw nurses and doctors around me injecting me with things and shouting. I remember thinking that it must be serious if a doctor was shouting, as they usually don’t show panic. I was lucid enough to laugh internally thinking “Wow. I must be really sick if I don’t even freak out over all of these injections” and then it happened, I saw my mom crying and I thought “Holy shit! This must be for real.” As soon as I thought that, I fell asleep. I say asleep, but I died. For exactly 2 minutes. It really feels like falling asleep, but, for me it was beyond peaceful. It felt like you didn’t really have to worry about anything anymore and obviously in my case – I didn’t feel sick anymore. As someone that was once suicidal – this was actually a horribly dangerous feeling as for the first time I got confirmation that dying wasn’t all that scary. I woke up seven days later in the hospital. It took me another seven to start eating and they told me that I more than likely got sepsis from infected tools at the dentist. The scariest part was after that happened – I no longer feared dying. So I consciously try to pull myself out of a depression whenever I feel it coming. But – for whoever is scared that their loved one felt pain in death, I can honestly say – it’s a very peaceful feeling.”

Don’t read this one if you’re scared of being stung by wasps

Don’t read this one if you’re scared of being stung by wasps
“I got stung by a fucking nest of wasps’ right next door to my home. They stung me all over my head, neck, behind my ears. 39 stings the doctor counted. It was insane. I ran away as fast as I could, the nest was on the door of a garage I had just come out of and bumped. I got home and was like… ok… I’m ok. I’m cool. Told my mom I got stung by some bees but I thought I was ok. She didn’t seem too worried. I decided to go take a shower. I began feeling dizzy and my back started hurting. I quickly turned the shower off and got my clothes on and began feeling dizzier and dizzier. Then when I came out of the bathroom my mom looked at me and had a look of horror. Told me to get in the car immediately. My face and head had swollen hugely. We lived just around the corner from the hospital, so she just drove me. Between my house and the hospital I started losing consciousness. Everything I saw had a yellowy tinge and I suddenly felt very heavy and tired. My breathing got very labored, but I sort of didn’t care. I felt like I was slipping away into sleep you know old TVs, when they were turned off the screen would be basically engulfed in black and the light shrank down into a pinpoint before disappearing? My vision slowly started feeling like it was doing that. I remember arriving at the hospital and they didn’t even bother with registration, they threw my ass on a gurney and started pushing me back. As I was going back I remember closing my eyes and thinking “I guess whatever happens…” And then nothing. Just like going to sleep when you’re SUPER exhausted. I felt kind of peaceful and wasn’t really thinking about anything much at all and the lights just went out. Some minutes later I opened my eyes and a very large man was staring at me, smiling and said “Well bad news, you’re going to feel completely fine within a couple of hours, you probably won’t even get out of going to school tomorrow.” He was right.”