A Childhood Near Death Experience

This passage from my memoir "Cult Child" discusses a near-death experience I had when I was five years old.

It Is Finally Finished

One Year. 165 Hours. The Final Product; a Unique Collage Art Book

Where is nowhere? On the edge of sanity, where all the color and magic resides?

We will be in your mind with every breath. We will haunt you into your death.

Into ash and stone leaping downwards. This place would never feel like home.

I can't recall ever longing for silence more than in this moment.

There's a faded line etween reality band time.

I thought I'd feel reprieve; some kind of soul relief to find out she died.

Wind comes, leaving half torn remnants of color, a pinwheel once moved by breath.

At the airport, a woman loses a baby to a kidnapper disguised as an airline attendant, panicking.

Their presence attracts chaotic relationships, revealing hidden truths and fostering eventual healing amidst emotional turmoil.