My story is about a quite mystic angel and is very powerful to me. I wasn’t sure weather to tell it or not, but when I read the other stories I decided to put it up.
I have a friend who I have known my whole life. We grew up together, almost like sisters. I would stay at her house, when my parents worked. When we were around ten years old, her mother passed away, but we never really talked about it. I felt that it is too hard of a subject and she never brought it up. We stayed friends, but never talked about sad things – until last fall.

Mystic Angel

Mystic Angel from above

We were celebrating my friend’s birthday at a club. After about 2 hours we wanted to go outside. We had to wait for our friends, so we went across the street and sat in the grass.

And she was beginning to wonder what happened after death and mentioned a mystic angel that spoke with her in her dream about it.

We started to talk about my friend’s mother. She said she was forgetting her mothers face, and how bad she was feeling about it. After all the years, all her memories were fading away. And she was beginning to wonder what happened after death and mentioned a mystic angel that spoke with her in her dream about it.

I know some stuff about death, angels and other stuff and I was wondering in my mind if this was a good situation to talk about it. I was so afraid to tell her these things, but I too afraid. For some reason I wanted to tell her everything that people are saying about angels. I was thinking so hard about coming up with the right words.

Suddenly I found a big feather in my hand. It was about 20 centimeters long. I don’t remember how it wound up in my hand. I thought I was holding a twig, but when I looked at it, it was a feather!

I asked my friend if she noticed this big, beautiful feather lying on the ground. She was pretty sure that she hadn’t, and so was I. At that point I felt all tingly and told my friend about feathers that suddenly appear are gifts from a mystic angel.

After that I was so touched that I started talking about all I know. I still have that feather and it reminds me to continue to pray for my mystic angel.


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