Near Death Experiences: Autobiography
Short Story by: Artemis Nightshade
My name’s Hannah, commonly known as here, Artemis Nightshade. I have faced death and lived almost my whole life. I felt like as if I had faced quite a few of 1000 ways to die. I was sick most of the times and hurt either on purpose or by accident. Here is a short history of my Near Death Experiences.
At the age of 3, my parent’s dresser where they put the TV in fell on top of me, nearly crushing me to death. My parents, luckily, heard my cries when the dresser fell on me and rescued me. If I hadn’t screamed bloody murder, I would have been dead.
At the age of 4, I was bitten by thousands of fire ants all over my right arm. My older brother, who was 9, rescued me.
From the age of 5 all the way through 10, my life was good, no death experiences. Yay! Until…
At the age of 11, I was hit on the head with a huge rock and fell from the roof of my playhouse; my brother, who was 16, jumped down from the roof and rescued me.
At the age of 12, friends started rejecting and isolating me. I slit my wrist and choked myself hoping I would die. The Lord rescued me. At the same time, I had parasites that nearly killed me ultimately. Both my mother and a doctor rescued me.
At the age of 13, I nearly drowned at a friend’s swimming pool, on the fourth of July, my guy friend rescued me.
At the age of 14, I was hit by a car, no serious injury, although it gave me quite a headache but the guy who hit me, rescued me. At the same age it happened two more times, I was rescued.
Now, I am 15, no death experiences so far. But who knows what I’ll be facing. For I have lived and died for years.
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