was in a barn along with about 8 or 9 other people. It was
starting to storm so we had a little tobacco we wanted to
finish unloading. Before we got into the cars we had there,
the lightening bolt came through a board in the side of
the barn and got me. I felt myself falling but it didn't
Then I noticed I
was above myself looking down at me. My body was actually
smoking. I watched one guy jump from the wagon he was on,
to the ground. On his way over to me, it seemed like it
took him 10 minutes to land.
Everyone was moving
so slow. I was speaking out loud. I could hear myself, but
it seemed the others couldn't.
I saw them gathering
around me trying to wake me up, but I was awake. I was above
them. I tried to look at my hands but couldn't see them.
I knew they were there. I could feel them move. And I could
feel my feet too, but again, my body was on the ground right
I saw this bright
light. It was as though I could grab a piece of it.
Somehow I knew I could fly.
I had a peace I
can't explain. I wasn't scared or hurting. I felt free.
But then I was thinking out loud. I said, "God, I'm not
ready yet!" And just as fast as I had got struck, I was
back on the ground in my body.
I felt the lightning
every time it hit around that barn. My body would convulse
every time it did. It was like grabbing a 2 ten and holding
The guys in the
barn had to pick me up and lay me in a car. I didn't have
any motor skills at that point. I couldn't speak or move.
I saw this bolt
go right over the car while it was in the barn and they
were putting me in it. I could swear the lightning looked
like a skeleton hand reaching through the barn.
My body started
jumping and I had no control over it.
They rushed me to
the hospital. At the hospital, they left me in a dark room
for, I believe, several hours.
I still couldn't
move. I was trying. The flash nearly put out my right eye,
so I was having trouble seeing things clearly.
After awhile, the
doctor came back in and I told him to try to help me sit
up. It took some doing, but finally I got up. It took a
bit for me to stand on my own, but I walked out of the hospital
that day. I had to wear a patch on my right eye for 2 weeks
and I had one mother of a headache; but, I was alive.
The doctor told
me I was lucky. I had taken a lot of electricity through
my body. He didn't know why I was alive! I do.
I was talking to something
in that light. I knew something was there. No one can ever
tell me I wasn't dead. I knew I was at the time and the
funny part is, no one else got hit, and they weren't more
than 3 ft away.