Have you ever seen someone die?

I had to do CPR on someone who died...pretty fucked up!

I have a death story that is almost what the topic asks, so I'd love to share it as it's an interesting tale.

Back about fifteen years ago, I was living with my parents still. My father was a rabid alcoholic. Parents didnt love each other. Neither could find better, so they stuck together. Well, one day my mother was visiting her parents out of state with my brother. It was just me and my father for the weekend.

On the first day I think i made myself a sandwich in the kitchen. I left some crumbs on the counter and neglected to clean the crumbs. Well, dad noticed and yelled at me from across the house. Really laid into me. Was a monumental asshole. Over like 8 crumbs. So, fuck him, I thought. I went to my friends house.

I came home around midnight that night and had to sneak in quietly. Whenever I came home late I had to play the sneaky game because he likes to think you cant come home after "___ o'clock". So I'm quietly entering the house... and I notice the kitchen light is on. Not good. I have to pass through the kitchen to get to my room. So I'm quiet. I enter. Slowly. And he's in the kitchen wearing just his underwear. He's trying to open a box of twinkies. He's not getting them open though. I sit and watch him fail to open the box for about 10 minutes. After I decided I was bored I went to my room. Yes! A successful re-entry of the house. "He's probably drunk. Fuck him." I thought.

He was a diabetic.

The next day I wake up like normal. I get dressed. I see him lying on the floor next to the couch in the living room. I think. Ha. Drunk asshole. And immediately leave to my friends house again.

I come home late that night. Go to bed. I don't think anything is weird. I don't think anything is out of normal. Just a regular day.

The third day, I wake up. And immediately as I wake... it's like someone is screaming in my ears... "Dad's dead." I did not think it at all the previous two days at any point. I walk from my room towards the living room. The house is eerily dark. Eerily cold. He's in the exact same spot he was in one day prior.

He pooped his underwear. He had a pee stain around his body on the floor. His toenails and fingernails were blue/purple.

He was dead.

So I called mom. She was on her way home. I asked what she was doing. She was in a mcdonalds drive thru. I said good. I then said, dad's dead. she said WHAT? I said yeah, he's definitely dead. She said call 911! I said, chill out. He's dead. Not coming back. I'm gonna call them. Just wanted to call you first.

So I call 911. This conversation was kind of surreal.

911: 911 what's your emergency?

me: yeah so this isn't exactly an emergency anymore, but I don't know who else to call for this. my dad is dead. I just found him dead in my living room. Can you guys send out someone to pick him up or something?

911: are you sure?! Can you check the body?!

me: look, his fingernails and toenails are blue/purple. He peed himself and pooped his underwear. He's definitely dead. Not coming back. i'm not touching him. that's my line i won't cross.

911: please stay calm sir, we will send help immediately!

me: i am calm. not really a big deal. this stuff happens

In retrospect, I am surprised they didn't find it weird i didn't really give a shit. He was abusive physically, verbally and emotionally to me, my sibling, and our dogs. He died to me years before he actually died. I mentally buried him years prior.

I do feel that he spoke to me after death. I feel he woke me up telling me he was dead. Life is weird sometimes.

Moral of the story. Don't treat your kids like shit their whole life and maybe they won't leave you for dead when you can't get a box of twinkies open to save yourself from a diabetic reaction.

Romans 10:9
That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.

John 3:16
16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

If you were to die in 1 hour are you absolutely sure
you will go to heaven and be with the Lord?
Where do you want to spend eternity?

Hell is real. Make your choice.


You can get that settled now.

Confess and believe the LORD as Jesus Christ.

Seek him.

You will then live and shall never die. Only your body
will pass.

When I was about 10 years old I saw the aftermath of a homeless man who had gotten hit by a train. It had cut him perfectly in half and he actually lived for about 30 min afterwards. He was fully drugged out of his mind and likely didn't even realize what had happened to him. He died right there by the tracks. I didn't sleep well for about a month afterwards.

I worked as a CNA years ago for about 11 years in a nursing home.

While I never witnessed anything unusual during and after a persons death. We always opened the window to let their soul travel out the building as quickly as possible...

Yes, both family and professionally as a nurse.

I have seen what I call beautiful deaths and some deaths not so nice.

What wasn't nice? If you don't mind..

A guy had a heart attack and fell over right at my feet and I bent over and looked right into his eyes and watched him go .


I kinda felt bad . The last thing that poor bastard ever saw was my ugly mug .

No. But when I had a strange NDE type experience I went to place with absolutely no fear. I remembered when I came back all the fear rushed back into me and the fear of death was one of the first things I recall. I found that so strange because I had been shown a place with no fear. It was almost sun conscious and hardwired into us despite having contrary logic. Like a fish is to water we have no idea that ever decision we make is based on fear, it surrounds us constantly.

I can't recall seeing anyone up close die. I did get a feeling when my grandparents and father died though. I woke up and knew one had past that morning.

This isn't about death but birth. My mother said when I was born, she could see me in the corner of the room as an adult. I was saying goodbye to my loved ones to be reborn.

Yes, I saw my brother and aunt die.

Yes.

Don't quite know what to say about it.

There on the inside one moment - part of the outer order
of things the next.

Seeing people being born felt more...dunno...potent.

Red rooms.

Look at the streetlight..

I know it hurts to breath..

Breathe..

We're going really far away..

Really Really Fast..

Breath..

3 more..

Don't look at the blood on your hand..

Breathe..

Look at the streetlight..

Here we go..

I've seen more than death than any one person should ever have to witness. From family to friends to enemies and the innocent. What it has taught me is that life is precious! Too much hate and violence in this world for no gain. Just sayin....

just mental illness

Yes. My father 2 years ago this month.

It's not easy. I didn't get the emotional release until 9 days later.

I expect the same will happen when the mass dying begins later this year. I guess my English presents itself. Deal with it and break down later.

I saw my Grandfather die. He was born in 1896 and was a Cowboy and hunter of Javalina.
He was Hispanic/Native American from New Mexico, Mimbres, (his grandmother married into a Basque Spanish family) He looked Irish and had blue eyes.

He got stuck in a nursing home when elderly.
He was struggling to breathe and was slowly breathing and eventually stopped breathing. I sure miss him!

21grams, not 15lbs. but yeah very interesting, i assume its the weight of the electrons in the body leaving, perhaps.

Almost tortured in nature. One man in particular seemed very scared, almost crazed. I tried to calm him, I was a young nurse then. I told him to go to the light, not really knowing what he was seeing. It didn’t help.

Another screamed until he was gone.

I have always thought it is how someone see’s death. I have always been accepting of eventual death and I don’t fear it. Many people fear death.

I believe spirituality definitely plays a part.

yes i saw human civilization die back in late 2019 early 2020. Now we're just the walking dead.

My “ex-husband/son’s father/BFF despite divorce” J was on the way out with glioblastoma, a brain cancer. I helped my son and daughter-in-law take care of J during about an 8-week decline. J never didn’t know who I was, but he only called me by my full name that entire time rather than his normal use of just a letter, T.

On J’s last day, the kids called me to tell me that the hospice nurse predicted J would die about 5 to 8 hours from that phone call, so I left work to head to their house where they had the hospice bed. Within 20 minutes of that phone call, as I was driving on the Interstate, a shiver went through me and I heard “T” in my left ear. The voice sounded like J’s and the voiced letter and inflection seemed to me to mean: Stop whining. You know better. It also strongly seemed to me that there was a huge joy pushed inside of me.

Seconds after hearing “T”, feeling the shiver, and sensing meaning, I intentionally looked at the time displayed on my car dash. My clock said 11:18 (a.m.). I exited the Interstate and pulled into a gas station. I texted the kids: He just called me “T”. The reply was: “He is dead.” I came back with: “11:18?”. The answer was: “Hospice nurse was here. She wrote 11:20.”

Don't feel weird but 2 family members contacted me after they died. Nothing big but subtle and I knew it was them.
And of course people don't believe this happens. They never contacted me again.

No it's quiet..

Just look at the streetlight..

Breath..

I know it hurts..

Almost..

I believe you. My two sisters saw our great grandmother a full two days after she had passed on.

Its over..

No more problems..

No more sunrise..

We're going far away..

Yes. Several.

yes... and the world is a better place without them - hopefully they will be better people in the next life - I'd like to believe that their extreme suffering in the end was equal to the suffering they caused others ...

Actually my experience was the opposite. I've been present for the deaths of three people. On two occasions I thought for sure they were dead. I couldn't detect a pulse or breathing. The hospice nurse checked with a stethoscope and both had heartbeats. One lingered on for probably four hours, the other for two. The third person we could see her cease to breathe and the nurse came by ten minutes later and confirmed death. But I didn't sense anything like you describe.

But I think many people are more sensitive to these things than I am.