The first time I ever astraled was in school. It was scary. I felt myself leave my body. Everything went dark. It took me some time to open my "eyes" I felt weird. As if i couldn't move myself. I slowly was able to look behind me to see this weird string. I was still so scared. I didn't know what happened. It took forever to move my legs. When i did, i realized the ground was moving with me. There was no air, there was no sun, nothing. I couldn't see in color. I tried hard to remember where I was and who i was.
And then I was back. I could hear the people around me. i could smell, taste, and see again. I was shaking all over. I don't think anyone noticed. This was a part of time where I lost time. I lost my senses and as a child i didn't know what to think.
I was trying astral before then. Meditating over and over. Going through each technique that was taught to me. I never expected it to happen when my eyes were open. I came home that day researching what happened and how. The only thing i could find was an article about my third eye. I read on to find that it was something that was a part of you. All one had to do was open it. I somehow managed to do that. I wanted to do it again. And the string i saw, it was a "life line." What connects me to my body.