From: Cheryl Vincent (silveypipe@aol.com) Story type: Angel Location: Danville, Illinois Source: Form Submission
My Angel stories begin when I was a child. At my earliest
memory, I was visited by what I then called "My Lady".
Not really sure of the gender, I assumed a lady because of the
flowing white gown, so to speak. As a child I was abused, so this
in a medical sense could be called "dissaccociation",
however the end of the story will prove that a false assumption.
My Lady would come to call during these "abusive"
times. I can remember a swirling sensation and a floating
feeling. Then she would take my hand and we would go to our toy
room in our basement. I was a very small, still crib age at this
time and could not go down stairs. We would "float"
down the stairs to the basement. Then I would play with all of
our toys. Being the youngest of four I never got the choice toys
to play with during "waking" hours. I did at these
times though. After a time she would summon me to come to her we
would float back up the stairs and then the twirling sensation
would happen again. I would always awaken with a sensation of
falling and be in my crib again. This happen many times. We moved
when I was four, My Lady moved with us. I was still shakey on
stairs. Lack of confidence or just toddler skills not developed.
Anyhow one day I was at the top of the basement stairs, there was
a gate there my Mom always kept closed. This day it was open. I
glanced down the stairs of which I was petrefied of. I felt, and
can still feel that shove. Something or someone shoved me down
those stairs. I went down as in slow motion. I can still see as I
passed the window that was ground level, the apples hanging on
the trees just outside. Yet I was not hitting as I went I felt as
I was actually flying or floating. As I did when My Lady was
there. I came to a gentle landing on my rear as if someone just
sat me down. From that day on I could go up and down stairs with
no problem. Now here is the ending I promised to show the proof.
I had never until about a year ago told anyone of these times
with my Angel. My sister has a little girl who about a year ago
started showing strange signs to her family. My sister told me of
Holly looking up at the window and waving and smiling at "no
one". She would be laying for a nap with my sister and she
would be looking up and laughing and watching something or
someone above the bed. At the first of these encounters she was
no more than two. She will be three this month. Her friend she
told us this summer while we were sitting out side one day, is
called "My Lady". No prompting or mention of "My
Lady" was ever mentioned to the child. I feel secure nowing
that we all have a "My Lady" to watch over us. I have
many more encounters with "My Lady" she has been with
me most of my 32 years. More on that later. Thank you for
allowing me to share something that is now our families wonderful
experiance with our Angels.
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