I almost died!
Ahmed Seif Hashed
Noor and Samia died and I was almost the third of them.. I went through the same condition and symptoms.. I was suddenly screaming like a thunder rumble, while my father or mother rushes to carry me from the ground or the bottom of the place, and as soon as I return to the ground again until the screaming returns.. I sleep, and sometimes I wake up screaming, and the scene is repeated, and my father and mother’s fears and apprehension increase that I am separated from life.
Why am I screaming?! I still remember and do not know if they are symptoms and preparations or what?! .. I am talking here about “scenes” that may be unreal or unrealistic .. I cannot forget what I was “watching” .. the “scene” is still stuck in the memory, digging in it , and its interpretation and meaning is still vague and difficult to my understanding to this day, and perhaps science has said it in such a case for a long time, without my knowledge of it.
I was “watching” a white snake emerging from the bottom.. Its length is about a meter.. It has legs.. Its legs are spread on its edges, and its head is square in proportion to its body, except that it is distinguished by its round eyes, and the width of its head is slightly larger than the width of its body, and it has two hairs in the front of its head as if it were for sensing..
I watch it suddenly! Coming out of the bottom being; I screamed in great terror, as the sisters (Noor and Samia) were screaming, a fiery and explosive scream ripping the wall.. Like a rumble of thunder that comes suddenly in a shocking way in a moment of wandering and wandering.. A scream that does not have an appointment that cuts through the night or the day.. It indicates “watching” a shocking matter. , terrifying and horrible… something that makes me dread and dread split in two.
And when my father or mother was carrying me this snake disappeared at the bottom, I don’t know how it disappears, but it disappears, and when they throw me on the ground, I “see” it again coming out from the concrete bottom, and crawling quickly to the bottom of the room, and this scene is repeated, and with it the screaming is repeated.. They carry me or take turns carrying me until I sleep.. My father and mother do not see him, I was the only one who “see” him, and therefore they were unable to discover the reason for the screaming and what “I watch” if what I “watch” revealed a face, despite what seems to me today impossible. Realism..
On one occasion, the scene of screaming was repeated, and when my father spotted pen scribbles on my hand, he erased them, so my screaming ended and I no longer saw him.. He understood the matter according to the prevailing awareness and culture, and it seemed to him that I wrote on my hand the name “Devil” .. But this interpretation It is not convincing, and it is not correct, because many cases have been repeated with me and with Samia and Nour, without there being writing or scribbles.. So did Satan wrong us?!
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