Angels

From: 
Story type: Angel
Location: my cabin
Source: Form Submission

Well, this summer I was with my brother and we were riding quads on this new track we found on the island our cabin is on.

The track was a big sand pit. The track went up hill and would turn back down hill. There was this part where you needed to be very safe because there was an cliff. The cliff was about twenty to twenty-five feet high.

My brother was driving around very dangerous with no helmet. Luckily he made it up and down the track no hurting himself but when he was done I got on.

Right as I was about to take off my brother forced the helmet on my head. I did not want to wear it but for some reason he just made me wear it.

Then I took off going about twenty miles an hour. It was fun. I reached the top of the track and turned to the right. As I tried to speed up I hit a rock and the guad turned right more. Then I was going down hill very fast. My arm got caught on a tree branch and that's when I was not on the track anymore. I was speeding down a slope right twards the twenty foot cliff.

I knew that when you are going very fast not to hit the front breaks because then the guad would flip so I tried to hit the break down by my feet. I wasn't working, my feet were bouncing up and down to fast to hit the break.

That's when I looked down and there was nothing under me. The guad was staring to flip in mid air. Then... everything goes black.

I open my eyes and my foot and side hurts really bad. I catch my breath and see my brother running over to me crying.

My brother gets help and I go to the hospital.

Everything is okay. The doctors thought for sure that I was bleeding inside and that my back was broken but nothing was wrong. My bones in my foot and side were craked but nothing that bad.

But that night, I had a dream. I was reliving my crash, except I was watching it from a distance.

When I saw me fall I could feel my legs kicking. I was trying to stop myself from falling but it was like I couldn't cause I just HAD to fall.

Then as I watch myself fall, I see three white figures catch me. Two of them are on each side of me and the third catches my guad so it won't land on me.But then I wake up. I think they were angels and they saved my life, because not very many people survive falling off a cliff.

I also kind of think that's why I cannot remember the falling part. I think it's because the angels were saving me.

But that is not the first time I've had a dream or experience with those three angels in it.

There was this one time when my father was dieing in the hospital.

I was at my grandma's house and I was sleeping in his room from when he was younger.

I was on my knees beside the bed praying. My dad was fine a week ago but then he was bit by a poisinous spider and now he was dieing. I was praying that he would live. I mean there was still a 50/50 chance that he would live but the doctors had him in critical condition and told my mom to say goodbye to him. They were even ready to fly him to a bigger hosptital.

I just sat there sobbing my eyes out praying that he would live.

I was really tired and it was about 1 in the morning when I think that I saw these angels again. But one was missing. I think that one of them was with my dad. But the other two were with me.

One was wiping my eyes and the other was brushing my hair. It felt like I was in some kind of trance. Because after that one of them told me it would be okay, and I stopped crying and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up. I was afraid to get out of my bed because the phone had been ringing all night and I thought maybe my dad was dead. I didn't want to get up and hear bad news.

My grandma and brother fianlly came in and got me. My grandma was crying. She looked at me and said, " He's still alive!"

From then on I knew for sure that one of the angels was with him that night. And I think angels actually exist.