Erick Came Back

 

In attendance were five doctors, two registered nurses, one collage professor and a borrowed stenographer from the courthouse.  There were two running tape recorders and one video camera.  Nothing was left to chance. 

Doctor Reynolds spoke first.  He introduced himself for the recordings and then pointed to Erick to begin.

“State your name and then just tells us your story in your own words.” 

Erick looked nervous but cleared his throat and began.

“It was like someone had flipped a switch, like a light switch and suddenly everything about me shut off.  My vision went black, I could hear nothing, not even the internal chatter that seems to always be talking in my head.   There was nothing.  I didn’t feel myself fall.  There was no sensation at all.  Everything simply shut off.  I don’t know how else to describe it.” 

“Doctor Edwards, here.  You realize you’re asking us to believe you were dead and then came back?”

Erick: “I know it sounds strange, but that’s what happened.  I didn’t see any light, like people say.  There was no tunnel or sound of any kind.  And besides, you guys are the ones that pronounced me dead.”

Doctor Edwards: “So there were no dead friends or relatives there to greet you?”

Erick: “I can tell you this much, and don’t ask me how I know, but I do.  There are things that happen here, that we never see.” 

Doctor Reynolds: “Like what, Erick?” 

Erick: “You see a helicopter flying along and that’s all we see.  Don’t ask me how, but I know for a fact that whenever the blades of the helicopter pass through a cloud, the blades are like the beaters on a mixer, but instead of sending mashed potatoes all over the kitchen, it sends the clouds spinning and splattering off, flying in all directions.  I have no idea why something like that is invisible to us, but it is.”

 

 

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