Does anyone have a near death experience they wouldn't mind me using in my religious studies project? Thanks!?

I over dosed on various drugs and I died for 6 minutes.

what I remember (what really happen will follow)
I was sitting up in a bright room. There were three people in white coats and I saw robbie (now my ex) I saw my little sister in the corner sitting in a chair. I looked around and it was loud. I couldn't figure out what they were doing until I looked down and saw myself. I looked unfamiliar. I looked up to see a figure in a hall way. he was wearing all white and looked like no man I had seen before (no it was not jesus). I tried to get up but he motioned me to sit. so I stayed seated and looked as fas as I could out the right side of the corridor and the left. and I looked back at the man. He was just standing there looking at me. I looked around the room and the people in the white coats were shaking their head and looking at a clock. I looked back at the man confused. He motioned me away shaking his head no. I felt like I was falling and an abrupt jolt like someone threw me against the wall. I now was laying down. I couldn't speak. but everything hurt and I could feel peoples hands on me (which I could not feel before) it was bright not like a hazy bright like before. everything got darker and slow and darker and slower and the pain started to get worse until it stopped. I woke up screaming in a different room. the pain was too much to bear and i blacked out.

what happened while I was dead.
Apparently I died in the ER for 6 minutes. I overdosed on oxy, loras, and xanax. they said my organs failed on me. In the room I was dying in everything was exactly as I saw it when I saw the man in the hall way. except they said that hall way I saw was a wall and there was no hall way there. There were three doctors robbie and my little sister there in the room. they told me they tried to make them leave but they refused. The feeling of being thrown in to the wall they told me was robbie taking his hands and pounding them on my chest one last time and cracking my sternum. They said the pain was the nicane they gave me.

the end.

This I have to say I was told. Because I can't remember anything befor ethe age of 10. I can't remember if anything happened when I died that time. My step father and I never got along. (age 6) I had been outside in the shed oiling my bike chain. He came in (he was Drunk) and started yelling at me. He hit me and I hit the ground. Then he grabbed the oil can and started pumping oil down my throat. The oil went into my lungs so I couldn't breath. My grandmother happen to drive up just then. I came out of the shed stumbling. She put me in the car to take me to the hospital. As she was driving she was talking to me. She said everytime I managed to get words out it was I'll be ok grandmoma. I'll be ok. She said about 2 minutes before we got to the hospital I stopped breathing. They faught very hard to bring me back. Then I would die again. She said this happened 4 times. Then the last time the Doctor came out and said that if I die again it would be better to let me go. He was afraid of brain damage because the oxygen had been cut off for so long. I sometimes wonder if that is why I am afraid of nothing on this earth.

Then when I was 9 I was going down a steep hill on my bike. At the bottom I hit the brakes. The chain broke and I went into the cross traffic. I was hit by an eighteen wheeler. Just as the EMS unit got there I died. They brought me back within 2 minutes. They my family said I died again on the way to the hospital. I only remember riding my bike and waking up in our living room. When I so called woke up for lack of a better word. It was 9 days later. Everybody said I had been playing and doing what I normally do. I was only in the hospital for 48 hours.
I don't know if this helps you any. I don't think this is what you wanted. Good Luck with your project.