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Ok guys this happened about 14-15 years ago I was about 7 or 8 and was my first experience that I can remember with out of body experience.

I was riding in a pickup truck with my mother and her boyfriend at the time(who's name I can't remember for the life of me), the boyfriend driving my mother in the middle and me by the passenger door. We were traveling down the highway at night, I don't remember where we were heading but for some reason, (I don't know if he fell asleep or just lost control) I felt the truck jerk to the left and we were in wrong lane heading against traffic straight towards a semi. I only caught a glimpse of it before my mother pushed me down into the area where your legs rest. The next thing I know I'm floating above the scene looking down at the wreck. I watch as the semi driver gets out runs get a better look at the truck we were in and then runs back to his truck and starts to radio for help. I remember thinking to myself, "Well I guess this is it I'm dead" and wondering what happens next. I didn't see any tunnel, or angels, or relatives, or anything like that. It was just me and when I think back I think that I should have been scared but there was no fear, just some kind of acceptance, a strange calm, and a weird sense of knowing that things are as they should be. Anyway at this point time didn't seem to speed up but it must have, because immediataly the ambulance and other emergency vehicles show up. I watch as the EMT's rush up and pull the boyfriend, my mother, and me out on stretchers and place us into ambulances. At this point something caught my eye coming from the twisted heap that used to be a pickup truck. I sortof turn and focus my attention on the wreck and I see another ME with his hands on the window looking out at everything going on around, aparently scared and confused.
The next thing I know our eyes make contact and I feel what I can only describe as some kind of electricity or energy passing between us, and then the next thing I know I'm sitting straight up in the hospital with a nurse checking my vitals telling me what a lucky boy I am. Anyway I find out my when my grandmother and granny get there that my mom and her boyfriend are in critical condition and they don't know if they're going to make it, strangely enough I'm completely fine no scratches or broken bones, nothing but a strange sense of awe, and a knowing that my mom would pull through, which she did. Anyway thats it. I'd love to hear your opinions about this.