Category : Stories

Sub Category : Historical Fiction

I don't remember much of before my accident. I remember what people tell me. However, after my accident I remember,  as well as my near death experience. 
It was April 29 1985, and I was 7 years old and in grade 2. I was riding my bicycle with my friend to the store. On the way to the store there was a stop sign. My friend stopped at the stop sign but I didn't stop. I was going too fast and I past the stop sign. A car was also going fast and failed to stop at the stop sign. The car hit me and I flew off my bike and landed on the road, unconscious. 
I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance where I lay in a coma for 11 days. As I lay in the coma, I remember my near death experience. 
I was walking through a pitch black dark tunnel towards a bright yellow light. I heard a deep voice in the light. It said, "Peter, come here".  As I was walking towards the light, I heard my parents voices. They said, "Peter, come here".  As they were saying this, they were reaching out their arms to me. I turned around, saw them and ran back to them. I opened up my eyes. I lived. I survived the accident.  

I am given a second chance at life.