First of all, let’s begin at the beginning, shall we? I currently am seventeen as of February 15, 2010. So i take you back twelve years or so when i was younger.
I was a normal five year old, but my father was dying. I didn't know how to handle it.... he was very sick and had to go to the ICU as his lungs were bad.
I had a dream on October 17, 1998 that he would die the next day. So I pondered and was scared the next day, then my mom came home... She told my sister and I the news I DREADED, my father died. He lived only for my sister and I. But, there is a twist.
Every night for about two or three weeks, when everyone was asleep and all the lights were out, I found myself waking up and there would be a golden orb above my window. In a flash, it always swooped around my room at a 90 degree angle and disappeared above my head.
I believe in my heart it was my father checking up on me. It was the reason i could cope with my loss. To this day I feel he is looking down on me from heaven, and if I see him again, I could not be any happier.