Great Grandmother

One day, when I was about 6 or 7 I woke up from having hoped that my great grandmother was still alive. She had been struggling with breast cancer for months.

I went to go visit her and thankfully she was still alive.

That night, I got in my pajamas, hopped in bed and laid there with the lights off. I saw the door open, but nobody came in. I felt someone hug me, and tell me I was going to be O.K. I opened my eyes when I felt this, and nobody was there. Strange I thought, and went back to sleep.

I dreamt that she died, and in the morning that dream became reality. It was then that I realized that the person who hugged me last night was my dear guardian angel, my great grandmothers soul leaving me.

By Eliana Parrado