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As to why i had that dream or the reason behind the dream , I can’t fathom so I will write on what I understand. You might think this is fake or a joke, or some facade but it is not…..I promise you. If you still don’t believe after reading I’m sorry. So it was in my current life setting - I was in the university when I died, I was single , knew less people, and very well reserved. I was 21 years still. What I couldn’t get was how I died or what killed me and I wish i learnt more. I came back to life……to me I was just living my current life like I never did die. First thing I did was visit a friend first and they froze ……..couldn’t speak, couldn’t move , just SHOCKED. They were shocked at how I would be standing here right in front of them when I am supposed to be dead. I couldn’t get why the reaction was so because in my mind it was a normal thing for me to visit my friend. They explained the reason behind their reaction……..what they didn’t tell me…….what my cause of death was. My anxiety grew worse from there even though I’m not scared of death…….not one bit I skipped after a few tries of not getting the answers . I left their place and made a call on my phone (I was buried with it) to another person . They didn’t know who I was at that point because they had deleted my phone number so I had to introduce myself. They were also SHOCKED. I asked if they were home and I didn’t get an answer so I assume they were home. I went to their place and the they saw me they fainted. I had to check her pulse to confirm they were still alive. The moment they regained consciousness, there was silence and lots of touching on my face …..just confirm I was still there. At this point , I hadn’t been home yet. Because they were the one I spoke to and hanged out with the most , I felt sad . We rekindled our relationship and just embraced the confusion on both sides. Yes I was confused. I went home and my mom saw me and she started shouting “Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” and so on. She was afraid…..I could tell from the reaction and the body gesture. But I just went in for a hug and told her how much I love her. I made her know how confused I was about the whole thing. A few others came to see me and witness my being there after being supposedly DEAD. I myself wasn’t understanding the reason behind me coming back to life. I remember I called a bunch of friends also and they were all shocked and very afraid of me because well….. The next day I had a class, so I went to class like nothing happened….but to my surprise I walked in and a few of my classmates saw me and just became afraid and shocked . The whole thing is crazy , because they had been at my funeral and watched me get buried. Everyone started talking about me. Even the ones I hanged out with and knew the most were very afraid. Then I woke up…..confused as I was about the dream, I stated thinking and realized “I just got a second chance in life” and that I need to start making up with anyone I might’ve hurt in real life. I just never realized how much people cared about me until. I need to be better at being better. I need to take every single opportunity and moment serious. I need to live every second, minute , hour, day like tomorrow is my last day on earth. I need to be a better me. I need to love more, talk to my loved ones more , make new friends, be kind to everyone. I need to be more grateful. I need to hate less. I need to quit procrastinating. I need to quit sleeping too much. I need to quit being lazy. I need to quit lusting. I need to do more. I need to go out more, see new things, explore different places and experience new things. I need to stop thinking about what people think of me. I need to just live! I need to learn more and every single thing serious because I may never see tomorrow. I need to stop beating myself up over my flaws and be happy with myself. I may not have the looks , money , followers but I do have me. I matter. I am allowed to take up space. And time is not unlimited. All my links - https://linktr.ee/Dace3g Official Telegram Channel- https://t.me/dacesmind WhatsApp- https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Vb82... Get more views on YouTube: https://vidiq.com/Dace3g