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It's difficult to describe, it was difficult for me to find the right words...
Here is my account, I strived to put all I remember in it...
The pushbike rapidly gathered momentum as I pedaled hard down the hill...
It was back in High School...
One of the first things that I experienced was at the accident scene...
Pain and fear of something that was happening inside me...
It was 103 degrees outside and I was lucky to be wearing jeans this 25th day of June, 2003...
I lived in Zimbabwe, Africa and was driving back to boarding school with my cousin in the front passenger seat and two friends in the rear of the vehicle...
The Harbor...
I was in a black space on a black nothing; it was kind of like a path because it was lined with small lights close to ankle height that outlined a 'path'...
I awoke around 5:00 am after falling asleep in my lounge chair the night before (very unusual)...
I don't remember the accident itself...
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