Angels’ Visit
My son and I have always been very close, but during his teenage years he started to change a lot. He became very secretive and he started hanging out with a much older group of kids. I felt that something was wrong, or just not right, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
One night I was cooking dinner and I felt the presence of someone standing next to me. I turned around and saw a young boy and girl holding hands. There was a white, shadowy area around them. They looked at me and then walked toward my son’s bedroom. I followed them, but they just disappeared. I didn’t feel afraid or frightened. I felt like they were there for a reason, that they were trying to tell me something.
My son never did come home for dinner that night, which wasn’t like him. I began to worry when I didn’t hear from him. It was getting very late and he still wasn’t home. I started calling some of his friends, but I didn’t get anywhere. I tried waiting up for him, but I’d fallen asleep by one o’clock in the morning.
About an hour later, I felt someone stand next to my bed and a cold feeling came over me. I opened my eyes and there stood the same young boy and girl, holding hands and looking at me. As they turned and started walking out of my bedroom, I got up out of bed to follow them.
When I entered the dining room, I could see the headlights of a car in the driveway through my window. I woke my husband up and we ran outside. It was my son’s car and the motor was still running. He was slumped over the steering wheel, barely breathing. My son almost died that night.
Later, we found out that he was doing drugs that one of his older friends had given him to try. If I didn’t wake up and find my son, the doctors said he would’ve died of an overdose that night. I believe that the boy and girl who came to me that night were guardian angels. They saved my son.
—Nancy Mickens, Florida
