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I was at a friend's barbeque with a few friends...
It has been many years...
My dad and some of his friends were in a garage working on a car, they were in the front by the walk in door which was open at the time...
When I was fifteen years old, I lived in Southern California on Coronado Island...
I just had been eating something...
I was under general anesthesia during a four-hour surgery about two weeks before my mother passed away...
It was dark in my bathroom...
I had a NDE when I was eleven (almost twelve), after having an almost fatal traffic accident...
While my Dengue fever rose I was like comatose, I saw grotesque faces and hobgoblins who wanted; summon me to dance so they could take away the air to breath...
It was August 15th 1987 and I was getting my dance school ready for new classes...
I had to have four molars removed...
My friend and I were driving down an old two lane road heading into Fresno...
