Hung on Witches Hat

From: linda powell (pallywally87@yahoo.com)
Story type: Angel
Location: playground
Source: Form Submission

MY GranDaughter, Jackie, was raised by me off and on most of her life. When she was 8 yrs old she wanted to go to the play ground to play in the park we lived in. I told her yes. I asked her to check in with me in one hour. That was a rule of mine. She went to play. 30 minutes later I went out side to shake a rug and heard her cry out. That was impossible. The park was about 2 blocks distance. I felt bad butterflies in my stomach. I felt that she was in danger.

HER grandfather came home, I asked him to go to the park and check on her. He was not gone long when I felt a horriable feeling go over me. That was hard to explain. With no thought, I found myself jumping in my car to go check her myself. By this time an hour had passed. I met Grandpa, on my way. He stated she was fine, and was just waving her arms at him. I told him he was nuts, she is not okay. When I arrived at the park , she was waving okay, she was also hanging by her throat.

She fell through the bars of the witches hat, and she was blessed by enough strength in her arms to pull herself up off of her throat, till her arms would ware out.

I found a way to get her down, and took her to the hospital to be checked out. She suffered no serious injuries. I believe that I had a special angel tell me that my Jackie was in danger.

I collect angels now and when I see a picture, or a poem,
it gives me cold chills and a wonderful feeling.

Thankyou angel

Linda D Powell