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I was a passenger in a gnarly car wreck. First off, I had the most intense deja vu right before the crash - enough so that I adjusted my seat, sat up straight, and closed my eyes; as ready as I would ever be for the impact that came next. After our nearly head-on collision, my door was crimped shut so I had to climb up on my seat and jump out of the busted window to get out. As I was jumping out, someone reached out and grabbed my hand (as you would if helping someone down a large step). I took it without a second thought. They steadied me enough that I landed on my feet despite my badly battered knees and legs. Later I learned that no one else had been there at that time (the other occupant I had to drag out of the car as he had a broken hip). Who or what held my hand? I like to think some sort of guardian.

What was your experience? I was a passenger in a gnarly car wreck. First off, I had the most intense deja vu right before the crash - enough so that I adjusted my seat, sat up straight, and closed my eyes; as ready as I would ever be for the impact that came next. After our nearly head-on collision, my door was crimped shut so I had to climb up on my seat and jump out of the busted window to get out. As I was jumping out, someone reached out and grabbed my hand (as you would if helping someone down a large step). I took it without a second thought. They steadied me enough that I landed on my feet despite my badly battered knees and legs. Later I learned that no one else had been there at that time (the other occupant I had to drag out of the car as he had a broken hip). Who or what held my hand? I like to think some sort of guardian.

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When I was 19 years old.

Was hanging out with the wrong group, smoked weed often only. This guy my friend is a Muslim and his friend loved hard core drugs like ice.

Went to his friends house where he was staying they pull out these drugs I refuse them and ask my friend to go outside and smoke weed.

Sitting in the park across the road pulling out the tools to smoke. I felt as if every part of my body had an itch from head to toe. I told him we need to get the fuck out of here.

We jumped in my car and the itch went away as I drove out... I then told him it's gone we might aswell stay now... as we turned back to sit down on the bench in the park. The itch came back but worse as if it was bee stings every inch of my body... I couldn't sit still.

So again jumped in the car and as we drove out of the drive way it went away completely.

The rest of the night I had the worst luck. Lost my wallet, pulled over by cops (found nothing), had a bumper to bumper minor accident.

I got home that night. 1 day later he calls me and tells me lucky we left.... the neighbour next door to his friends apartment which he constantly gets into physical altercations with was murdered that night 15 minutes after we left.

Something was telling me to get out and I like to think its my guardian angel.

Next time I saw him 1 month later I could see this visible palpable hatred in his eyes that someone or something was looking after me and not him. Felt like he wanted to take my life for the sake of it. I never saw him again and never made close friends with a Muslim again.

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So I’m guessing that group you guys were with killed the neighbor?

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Around mahommedans, don't get bombed again!