About 10% of people who have experienced clinical death tell extraordinary stories. Scientists explain this by the fact that after death a certain part of the brain responsible for imagination works for about 30 seconds, giving rise to whole worlds in our head during this time. Patients claim that this is nothing more than proof of life after death.
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There was a drunken fight. And suddenly I felt very strong pain. And then I fell into a manhole. I began to scramble out, clinging to the slimy walls - stinking to the point! With difficulty I crawled out, and there were cars: an ambulance, police. People gathered. I examine myself - normal, clean. I was crawling through such mud, but somehow clean. I went over to see what happened there, what happened?
I ask people, they pay zero attention to me, you bastards! I see a man lying on a stretcher, covered in blood. They dragged him into an ambulance, and the car began to drive away, when suddenly I felt: something connects me with this body.
Shouted: “Hey! Where are you going without me? Where are you taking my brother ?!"
And then I remembered: I have no brother. At first I was confused, and then I realized: it's me!
Norbekov M. S
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The doctors warned that I can only count on a 5% success rate of the operation. We risked doing it. At some point during the operation, my heart stopped. I remember seeing my recently deceased grandmother stroking my temples. Everything was black and white. I didn’t move, so she began to get nervous, shake me, then went on to scream: she screamed and screamed my name until I finally found the strength to open my mouth to answer her. I took a breath of air, and the suffocation was gone. Grandma smiled. And I sharply felt the cold operating table.
Quora
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There were many other people walking to the top of the mountain, beckoning everyone with bright light. They looked completely ordinary. But I realized that they were all dead, like me. I was torn to pieces with rage: how many people are rescued in an ambulance, why did they do this to me ?!
Suddenly my late cousin jumped out of the crowd and said to me, "Dean, come back."
I hadn't been called Dean since childhood, and she was one of the few people who knew this variation of the name at all. Then I turned around to understand what she meant by the word "back", and I literally hit the bed in the hospital, where doctors were running around me in panic.
Dailymail
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I only remember 2 doors, similar to those in the Middle Ages. One is wooden, the other is iron. I just stared at them in silence for a long time.
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I saw that I was lying on the operating table and looking at myself from the side. All around the vanity: doctors, nurses turn my heart on. I see them, I hear them, but they don't. And then one nurse takes an ampoule and, breaking the tip, injures her finger - blood accumulates under her glove. Then complete darkness sets in. I see the following picture: my kitchen, mother and father are sitting at the table, mother is crying, father knocks over glass after glass of brandy - they don't see me. Darkness again.
I open my eyes, everything is in monitors, tubes, I do not feel the body, I can not move. And then I see the nurse, the one who hurt her finger with the ampoule. I look down at my hand and see a bandaged finger. She tells me that I was hit by a car, that I am in the hospital, and my parents are coming soon. I ask: has your finger already passed? You hurt him when you opened the ampoule. She opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment. It turned out that it was already 5 days.
Pikabu
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My car was smashed, and a minute later a huge truck crashed into it. I realized that I would die today.
Then something very strange happened, for which I still have no logical explanation. I lay in blood, crushed by pieces of iron inside my car, waiting to die. And then a strange feeling of calm enveloped me abruptly. And not only a sensation - it seemed to me that through the car window hands were stretched out to me to hug me, pick me up or pull me out. I could not see the face of this man, woman, or some creature. It just became very light and warm.
Quora
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I walked around the hospital, it was empty - no one at all. At first, I sat alone on a cold gurney in the intensive care unit, and then a nurse who suddenly appeared took me by the hand and led me on an excursion - to show me the intensive care unit.
Рikabu
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I was running around my room, getting ready in a hurry. I called my friends - no one is there. But at the same time I hear - noise from behind my door. I went to check what was the matter.
There were many people outside the door: some were standing, some were sitting with their heads bowed, some were crying, and I was lying on the floor. And I was dead.
But the real me is here! I shouted to everyone: "Look here, I am not dead!" But nobody cared about me. After vain attempts to attract attention to myself, I returned to my room and began to think convulsively that I really died.
Quora
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I see my body from the side: the feeling of lightness is, it doesn't care everything. I decided to go for a walk around the hostel. I go into the next room, and there the neighbors are drinking vodka with pasta.
After they pumped me out, they decided to check - the neighbors really ate pasta and drank on the sly, even the brand of vodka matched. After that my name was Nostradamus.
Рikabu
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When I fell, my heart stopped. As I remember now … The sensations were strange, there was some kind of lightness, there were no tunnels. Mom ran around the playground and screamed for help in panic. And I ran after her.
Vk.com
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From the doctor's recollections: a man was brought, his heart stopped, clinical death 51 seconds. I managed to pump it out … When I woke up and opened my eyes, I shouted to him with joy "Christ is risen!", The man replied in confusion: "I … I'm really just Kolya."
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