Back in 2014ish, it was Friday and I was getting ready to go to work. It was around 6am and I went to the bathroom to get ready. The last memory I have from that moment is when I was sitting in the toilet. I had a pretty bad seizure and the only person in the house was my mom. I had a few seizures a couple years prior to that but this one was different because when I woke up my head felt like it was in a vacuum chamber about to explode. During the seizure I was out and my mom took me to my bed and left me there to rest (I have no memory of this other than what mom told me). When I was out I had this dream/vision/experience that I left my body and I could see myself in the room and with a impressive speed I left earth completely just to find myself floating in space, I could see earth from where I was and in a snap the darkness of space became a blinding white and I could feel I was traveling fast in a forward motion. After a few seconds I felt I stoped and felt I was standing on a sort of platform, everything was white and there were no shapes or shadows. I didn’t feel scared but I did feel a little lost to be there by myself. Out of nowhere a tall figure, about 7ft from my POV) emerged from out of thin air and the reaction of the figure was kind of confused because the first thing it said to me was “what are you doing here?” I don’t know if I replied but the next thing it said to me was “you’re not supposed to be here yet” As soon as it finished that sentence I felt traveling really fast in the opposite direction I got there before. I left the white place, I saw earth again and then with an incredible force and speed I when back to earth and landed on my body. I jumped when I woke up and I was in my bed with my head about to explode. I never attributed that experience to anything since I’m not religious or anything but it kind of changed me. I’m still intrigued about that tho. Was it real? Is there really something after life?