My story of my death,rebirth,and the side effects.

I died once. I will never forget the peaceful cold embrace of death. An endless dream state without fears or worry. But then I appear on a field. Grass as far as the eye can see. I drop and lay on the grass and finally think I don't have any problems. Then I look at the sky. In the place of the sun was my planet earth. I stand up and just as I think where am I? What am I doing here? I fly at a speed that trembled the whole landscape and zoom on s tall building. I awaken in a hospital bed being told that I was dead for a little bit and they were going to give up on me. According to my body I was in an accident I just don't remember anything prior to my rebirth. Now shortly after I recovered I've been sensing things that aren't there,having feelings that aren't mine. And I've even been.touched by someone who isn't there. I hear voices of people speaking to me. Usually when I'm sad. Usually at night. Usually kind. Then I met my dark side,or Shadow as I call him. A twisted dark version of myself who is possibly taking over my body and I don't know it. When I went through deaths door did my soul split into two? Why do I sense good things around me,guiding me? Yet lose my memory as if my body goes into auto pilot? Am I being punished for cheating death? I feel as if I'm still in the spirit world but also in this one. I must not be destroyed by my dark side. I have to persevere. I see some crazy things but that's a story for another time.