Beaten to Near Death

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My first memory was at age two when my father put me in the bathtub and held me under the surface until I left my body. My last thought was, “Finally it´s over.” I saw myself hovering at the ceiling surrounded by a dark void. Nothing but everything was there at the same time. I looked down and saw my father holding me under the surface. In the next moment, my neighbor came in saying, “What are you doing you idiot. Are you mad?” Pushing my father aside and up the wall, she said “Idiot.” Then she pulled me out of the water, rushed out of the bathroom and out of the entrance. It is there where I think I came back. (There is also a memory that we are about to enter a taxi when I re-entered the body.)

My second memory is from the age of 4 when I was badly beaten and tortured by my father. I was beaten with a belt and a carpet beater. He even used a pen and pushed it into my calf and underarm muscles, resulting in one centimeter deep hole in the muscle. That was another time when I left the body. Again I was hovering at the ceiling and watching him continuously pushing the pen and beating me. I saw my mother try to do something to prevent him with no success. Finally the police came and stopped him. My body was lifeless on the bed. I saw several people in the room, including my father and the cops in the hallway, and a doctor saying that I´m dead. The mood in the room (heavy air) was felt by me and then all of a sudden I was back in the body again. I remember that I was very disappointed to be back in the body again, both times.

I recognize most of the abilities people gain, and I fit into most of them. I can also add that I have a very strong healing energy. I can stop people’s thoughts, take their breath away, and energize them. I can make a man walk after four months of inability to do anything without help. One man was about to have his leg amputated due to diabetes. I gave him one massage and he was fine after.

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