I have many experiences, I have told my friends about every experience that I had for years. This particular experience was, I think, last year. Finding out that I could leave my body during a dream state, I wanted to know how far I could control that ability.
During one fateful dream, I felt like I was going to die. I actually FELT my last breath leave my lips. Next thing I knew, I was lifted upwards; my eyes closed, but I could see right through my eyelids. It felt like I was in an elevator, and the clouds around me was gray. When I was lifted I was horizontal, from lying on my bed, and I was turned to an upright position. I was listening to music at the same time this whole experience was happening. By the time the music was at its climax, my arms were spread out like Jesus on his Cross. All around me was still dark and gray looking.
There was a very colorful rainbow, and underneath it was a row of angels, but I recognized one of them by feeling the familiarity. I knew it was my grandma. Once I realized that, I freaked out. I said in my mind "I'm not dead yet, I have to go back." Falling back to my body, I jumped out of my bed and went right to my boom box that was playing music. I started destroying it, but the music kept playing. I stopped, and looked outside. I woke up from that, wide awake, I had to tell all my friends that I had died.
Just recently, I had dreamt that I was running away from Death. Sort of like that movie "Final Destination" and I was unique. I could sense Death around me. I could feel It heading towards us survivors. I was panicked; I had to keep us safe. I saw clues that Death was near. The clues I saw were leaves, or pine, falling. Like they had lost life and were floating. Death was right where the floating leafs and pine.
When I woke up, I remembered the previous dream from long ago, probably after my death experience. I was in the passenger seat of a car and I knew the driver. We were trying to keep ourselves safe from certain death. Looking out the windshield, I saw a reflection of Death. It struck someone named Frank, I screamed and looked back at him, and I knew that he was going to die of a heart-attack. When we took a rest stop, he was willing to die at the mercy of Death.
Oh yeah, I forgot this one important thing that also happened to me. This also is from leaving my body experience.
I go to bed at midnight; falling asleep, I could feel a ghostly presence putting pressure on my chest. I turned to sleep on my belly, yet I was in for the worst of it. I was dragged out of my body and was experiencing what the Demon was going through at the time. The Demon was in someone's driveway, somewhere that I don't recognize. I was encased with Pure Evil. I heard voices of a man and a woman, fighting, arguing. After the wife called him a "bastard," the demon was fixated on the need to kill her. I knew that I had to get out of there. All of that happened in just one hour. I woke up at 1 in the morning, groggy; I just had to let people know.
I may have been touched by death, and I can senses his presence if I could practice this ability. For now, I must not leave my body. Or am I cursed with ability that maybe one day I may not wake up or not return to my body.