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My story begins the night of my death...
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My story begins the night of my death...
I had gone up to Madrid on work-related business and there, in my hotel, I started feeling ill...
I was living with a girl who I loved very much...
It happened one lovely summer night in a small town of northern Spain...
After being in labor for about eleven hours, and it was time for me to begin the pushing process...
Last April, I felt a great pain in my abdomen...
It was back in 1995 - my parents were constantly fighting ever since I could remember, but it was pretty bad...
In mid-May of 2006, I had a meningitis...
I always suffer from diabetes comas, as I am diabetic since my childhood...
I have never been the same since NDE when I saw my body in the street...
Okay, this is going to be hard...
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In the summer of 1985 I was at a beach in California with my family...