I was about 9 years old. At school, I passed out. The kids pressed my chest. I have no idea how long I was unconscious. Instead of blacking out and coming back, it was very dark. A photo album opened up in front of me. I saw a boat, a picture of a young boy, and a middle-aged man. I do not know who these people were. It was so strange because it was as if I was looking through a camera looking at a book. I had no human body parts or anything. I just saw the book moved on its own and opened to different pages. The whole thing was sepia-tone with a pitch-black background. Black was everywhere. The only thing in my experience was a photo album. As soon as I got a good look at the photos or the pages, it turned over to a new page. I was bought back into reality with all my friends standing over me. I was on the floor. I have no idea how much time has passed and everyone was really worried that I had stopped breathing. I’m now 19 and curious about the afterlife in this point in my life. I’ve never had an experience like this since that time.
