Do you believe in an after life? I have never been 100% sure if I do maybe when you die your spirit does leave you body and you got a better place, or maybe when you pass away you are left to rot in the ground.
This story for me as changed my perception of the after life and what might be in store for me, I have always been on the safe side just in case in my opinion its better to be safe then sorry, I abide to the bible in away I don’t read the bible but I know the so called 10 commandments, I don’t want to be on the wrong side of god when I die.
This story as only come to light to me and still to this day haunts me in a way, I find it hard to believe, the truth is this story is real and will have an effect on your beliefs even maybe change you the way you think right now.
The story begins in the year 1995, it involves my little brother maybe a back story on my little brother would be helpful, when he was born he was born with a dodgy wind pipe, at the back of his throat the flap (I’m not a doctor and have no idea what its called) that separates your lungs from your throat pipe didn’t work and kept blocking his lungs causing him to die, this happened four times before the doctors managed to sort him out.
In 1995 my little brother was with my mum in the living room when she asked him how many brothers and sisters he had, my brother replied 4 (there is not there is me and my sis), my mum looked puzzled and said no you have two. He the replied to my mother no I have four, Neil and Rachel and then my older brother and sister, my mum was once again puzzled and told him he must be wrong as I am the oldest. My little brother wasn’t having any of it and he told her that when he was younger and he died so many times his older brother and sister was there when he died they told him not to worry and he will soon be better.
I remember this story so well as I was in the room at the time, the problem was back then I did not believe my younger brother as I knew I was the oldest, or so I thought. Then a few months back something new came to light I was looking through the attic and found a card saying congratulations on the twins, I first thought it was something left in the attic by the people who used to own the house, I asked my mum about it and she finally told me that before me she was carrying twins when she had a miscarriage and lost them both, a few days later the story about my brother and his older brother ands sister clicked I asked my mum about the twins she told me one was a boy and one was a girl, I then asked about my little brothers story and she told me he could have been right.
This to me as really made me think abut the after life maybe there is some place we go, its hard to imagine but from now on I will make sure that I do no harm if there is a after life I sure as hell don’t want to go to hell.
