Guardian Angel

Name:            dani
Email:           decline
Location:        my house
Type:            Angel
Date:            Tuesday, September 07, 1999
Time:            09:45 PM

Allan, a wonderful man, was battling cancer. One morning I woke up to the sound of my name being called at7:03 am. I thought it was my father. My annoyance turned to curiosity and I got up to find out was was happening. I was alone in the house. A little while later, I found out that Allan had passed away. I had already figured it out. Alan had stopped by to say goodbye. It was a while before I was able to look at pictures of him as a healthy, strong man. I finally turned on a video of him. The second I saw his face, a piece of paper "flicked" on my desk. As if someone had taken their two fingers and flicked it.

A few years ago, I fell down a flight of stairs. I was too shaken to sleep. I felt a pair of lips kiss my forehead.