I was on my way to my bank that day.

I checked the clock when I was at our big travelling center and it was 5 in the afternoon. The station is home for much evil, it’s a home for the mental sick homeless. ( we don’t have homeless people more than those who am too crazy to could live in a real home )

Just after I had watch the clock did I felt how all my energy started to go out from me. I was going slowly weaker so I could find me a bench to sit at.

But I was too weeak to could talk but I had sat me with a muslim man with a cell phone so I asked him to call the ambulance but he only walk away from me and I didn’t know what to do.

Then I saw one of the homeless women just over the room and she was looking around and when she turned to me I took up a finger and mde the sign for ” come ” and hoping she saw it.

She come and asked what I wanted and I said only call the ambulance.

She have seen many crazy things in life so didn’t walked from me and she knew I wasn’t one of them, instead did she call for the security guard and two men come and check me out.

When they come I could relax and started to die and I find myself in a deep dry well and on the left side was it a dark tunnel and I saw from the walls in the tunnel was it like people was glued in the wall and they was holding their arms out and try to grab what ever come their way.

But before I should walk I heard one of the security man saying to me that I should not fall to sleep. I am very thankful at him because or else I had started to walk in the tunnel and maybe if I had done it was it to late for me to return back to life.

I heard that the security man called for an ambulance and priority 1 and I heard the signals from the ambulance and hoped they should come in time to me.

At the hospital didn’t they see me as ill. Everything was ok on me and it didn’t helped when I told them that I had a clock in front of me at the emergency room and thet clock was 7:30 in the evening so I had been away for 2 and half hours.

I had to go home after have been sleeping in the emergency room and the clock was 2 in the night when I come home.

When I write this now do I realized that was the same amount of time I was away when God was talking to me in August 2000 and both my daughter and I was saved.

It must have been something from the spiritworld that Doctors and nurse couldn’t see.

I think it was a war going on about me and I was close to die but the security man was an angel sent for me.

What do you believe ?