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"Reflections Above the Water"

My personal experience in fighting
Death

When I was about 5 or 6 years old, my parents and sister along with my grandmother took a trip to see my Aunt Pat and Uncle Phillip down in Murphy, North Carolina. We stayed there for about two weeks after school was over. I loved visting my Aunt's house because they lived high up on the mountain top and the view they had was a panoramic landscape of towering trees covered in the leaves of the summer surrounding a beautiful lake with an old run down in the mill boat dock. The water was peaceful and calm that day so me and my sister asked my Aunt and Uncle if they wanted to go out on the lake all day. They agreed and my sister and I along with my mom grabbed our bathing suits and headed down to the lake to have some fun. And this is the beginning of my Near Death Experience. I asked my Uncle if he wanted to do some fishing while the others swam and he said sure and we got out some old fishing poles and started to walk down the dock. I remember walking to the dock with the anticipation of catching my very first fish with the help of my Uncle. I was a little hesitant on going because this was my first time on a boat. My Uncle made sure I wore a life jacket so I put it on and thought I had it working. We got into his John boat and I remember how excited I was. When you are a child you have no fear and I had no fear of anything then. I casted out my line for the first time and we waited and talked about the days event and what night we all were gonna have together. My Uncle is a Christian and I remember talking to him about God while we were fishing. Just something to talk about because the fish weren't bitting yet. I sat close to the motor end of the boat and he was sitting kinda of in the middle to make it a little bit more even. I remember looking at the clouds to and telling my Uncle the shapes of the clouds. It was such a beautiful day for being in the summer. My sister, and mom were swimming by the dock and having a good time. I kept looking into the water and was watching the schools of fish. For some reason I remember scooting at the very edge of the boat because I wanted a closer look at the pretty fish. My Uncle didn't notice how close I was to the edge of the boat until it was too late. My Uncle stood up abruptly to get some more bait and I wasn't paying any attention to how shaking the boat got. I was leaning over the edge of the boat and was trying to hold on to the back of the boat but I slipt and fell into the water. My life jacket wasn't hooked very good in the back and it came off while I was down in the water. I was only 5 so I wasn't a strong swimmer but the only thing I remember doing while I was underwater was doggy paddle. But I couldn't get my body going enough to get me up into the water. I heard my Mom yelling and screaming to my Uncle that I had falling in. I remember looking up to see only the reflection of the John boat and noone was there. This man my Uncle knew was at the dock cleaning some fish that day and he was there and saw what had happened. I think everyone panicked and was in shock to do anything. This man dove into the lake grabbed me and pulled me back up. He put me on top of the boat dock. I wasn't breathing and he had given me CPR. My mom said that my lips were blue and that I was lifeless. After about a minute or two of CPR I began choking on the water and finally spit out all of the water that was filling my lifeless body up. Needless to say when that day ended so did my love for the water. That will always be in the back of my mind and still is to this day. I will not go into the deep water not even on a dare. I will go fishing but as long as I'm on dry land I will be ok. I loved the water as a child but now as an adult it is the biggest fear I have and I'm not afraid of admitting it to anyone! It's funny how a life changing experience can change you for the rest of your life!

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In 1983 I was in a head-on collision it was December 22, 10:05 P.M.
I was heading home from seeing my Mother&Dad.It was raining my
ex-husband was driving,all of a sudden all you could see was head-light's coming right at us.No time to do nothing,all I could say was
"Oh My God" that's all I remember.In the hospital a few day's later
when I woke up they told me what happened and that I had stopped
breathing and they brought me back.I had a bad fractured skull,a
bone was broke in my throat and I couldn't eat for 3 month's.They
had me on Iv's to beable to eat.I had bunch's of stitch's here there
and everywhere.The dash of the truck went through my knee.The
people that hit us were drunk&no license or insurance.Thank God we
had un-insured insurance.It took us 3 years to get over this.Now I
suffer with a bad short term memory problem.I still have flash-back's
thing's still keep poping in my head that I don't remember.I can hear
the " Jaw's Of Life" cutting us out,why I hear this I don't know.I hear
glass breaking,siren's,people talking.I see myself covered up.One day
about 1 1/2 years later I was in a store and a friend I new walked up
to me and said girl I thought you were dead.I asked him why he would
think that and he told me that the night of the wreck he saw me covered up on the side of the road with a sheet.When I findly went to see my 1972 Elcomino,I sat in the seat where I had been sitting and I
looked between my leg's on the floor and there was my gold plastic
cross.My Angel was with me that night.I to this day still have that cross.

Facing death is like drowning. All you can try to do is hold your breath and pray that someone will lift you up out of the waters that Jesus walked on....quote by me

Steffie's Experience