i was in an acoma at 16. I was floating around the room way above my bed in the hospital. my mom walked in looked up at me straight in my eyes. behind her was a

i was in an acoma at 16. I was floating around the room way above my bed in the hospital. my mom walked in looked up at me straight in my eyes. behind her was a priest with a purplecloth around his neck. I yelled out, that i was not going to die,by the time the words, not going to die got out of my mouth ,i was back in my body.mom laughed commented how she knew this would work. the priest had an odd look on his face as he looked at me and mom.it was a shooked look. this was normal crap for my family. i know know most people are not like this.