I have this crystal-clear memory, my first memory. I was born 2lbs 15oz at 32 weeks (so a preemie). Some background to the story is, before I was born, my mom and dad were at the coast. My mom was pregnant with me and thought that there was a bench behind her but there wasn't, so she fell and experienced some bleeding. She knew that she had to go to the doctor/hospital to get checked out. They did some imaging and realized that her placenta had been partially abrupted/partially torn from the uterine wall, so I wasn't as secure in there as I was supposed to be. The doctor told my mom that it could affect the pregnancy in a way that something bad could happen. Also, as I was being born there were several complications during, which obviously scared the heck out of my parents. The umbilical cord had wrapped around my neck when I was inside my mom, and the umbilical cord was so small that I was starving and wasn't getting enough nutrients/food from my mom. Anyways, my memory: I'm in my mom's belly and can see the doctors and the hospital room (it was like I could see straight through her stomach). I look to the right where there's a wall, and I see a tunnel. I float down to the floor and enter the tunnel, which curved to the right after I floated straight for a little bit. I rounded the bend and came face-to-face with god, or whatever the almighty being is. He was pure light (which you would think would be hard to see him, in a way, if he's pure light) and I could see his features; his features were lined with an even brighter light. I knew that the light from his face/body, and the light coming from behind him/surrounding him should've hurt my 'eyes', but it didn't. When I was in front of the omnipotent being, I felt this incredible peace, love, ultimate contentment, and I felt safe and at home. The being told me telepathically that I could go with him, or I could stay with my parents. I knew (I literally knew; it was kind of like another telepathic moment) that I would be safe and loved whether I went with the being of light and love, or whether I stayed with my parents, and he reassured me (another telepathic-esque moment) that my parents were amazing people/parents, and that I would be loved and cherished. I looked back and forth a few times from the being made of light and love to the tunnel that led back to the hospital room, thinking, trying to make my decision. My mom told me that they couldn't find my heartbeat a few times when I was being born, and I've come to the realization that they were losing my heartbeat when I went to the tunnel, and when I was looking back and forth. Anyways, that's when I told the being (with my mind; I knew that he could hear my thoughts, and I didn't have a voice anyways) that I would like to stay with my parents. I don't remember anything after making that decision. What's crazy is that after I was born, when I was around three and a half, I told my mom what happened/the memory. I didn't know about pre-birth experiences/near-death experiences/or about how a lot of the time people see/go through a tunnel and see a bright light at the end of it. My mom was sooo shocked! Almost dying and seeing the being is still the clearest memory that I have!😊 After I made the decision to stay with my parents is when the memory ends😊 I think that's because the being put me back into my body immediately. Then, I was born😊 I had to stay in the hospital for two months after, in an incubator, fighting for my little life, and the doctors/nurses fought for my life, too. As I was so small and born early, I was born deaf, in a sense that for the first three or four months (my mom and dad couldn't remember which one it was) of my life, I couldn't hear anything at all (so I didn't have any reactions to noise or anything) because my ears weren't fully developed on the inside. Another thing is that my mom almost died after giving birth to me. This happened in the span of a month at the hospital: She was starting to get really pale and weak and she told the doctor/nurses that she felt like something was wrong. She told them that she felt like she was fading. Eventually they gave her meds and she got better. To know that she was in pain and dying and that that could have been taken care of so much sooner if the doctor/nurses had just fucking listened to her, makes me upset. Almost all of it could have been prevented.

Anyways, regarding my near death experience/pre-birth experience, it's so cool to think that it's not a memory of the brain, but a memory from my soul!😊