My Angel: A Real Life Story

Your foot tapped impatiently and drummed your fingers against your chin, it was almost 8 pm, earlier Kyoutani said it only took 20 minutes to get to your house, so what was taking Oikawa so long? You called him hours age, did Kyo do something bad like bite someone or pee on something, it wouldn't be that hard to believe if he did. You can't explain why but you really did miss the grumpy mutt. Even though he was gone only for a day you got pretty lonely. Damn that dog for making you actually care about his well being.

The second awkward encounter with Cas’ wings had happened a few days after their return to the bunker. The three had spent the past forty-eight hours with their faces pressed into books, reading in near silence save for muttered apologies about accidentally kicking someone under the table or asking for another beer. Dean had recently returned from a few hours of sleep, but by now he had gone through so many books that he doubted he could remember which titles he had already checked. The words and pages and articles were all running together to become one long book in his head. Still, he had dutifully resumed his position at the table with a new stack of reading material.

Two hours after they dove into the restroom for cover, Charlie and Bass walked out.

Sometimes a Guardian Angel is not what we think of in the typical sense such as a doctor or a nurse, but instead can be those who are willing to go the extra mile for a patient. Steve Pantaleo was just that in the case of John Copeland and his sister, Mary Ann O’Conner, wanted to recognize him as Guardian Angel through the Phelps Regional Health Care Foundation.

When a loved one is diagnosed with Alzheimer’s families are faced with a myriad of difficult decisions and options in terms of senior care. It is important for Alzheimer’s patients to maintain familiar surroundings and a routine; however distance, work schedules, and other family obligations often restrict care options. With Visiting Angels clients are able to offer their family members in-home elder care while maintaining personal peace of mind.

I won't bother you anymore, but don't expect me to be selfless if you ever need me." Was all Justin replied with, his tone of voice sharp and unpleasing. It made an uncomfortable feeling sink into my stomach as I watched him hurry away. With a huff, I darted out of the lobby, up the stairs and into my dorm. Vic sat at the small table working on what I could only assume was homework. It was still early, but I felt completely worn out and useless, so without a word to Vic, I slipped through the crack door to the bedroom, changing into some more comfortable closing before letting my body glide beyond the warm, silk sheets. I must've laid there for an eternity as I listened to Vic's scribbling on the other side of the thin wall. Suddenly the scribbling stopped and a knock on our door was

He seemed… not there. “I still love you”, I repeated. “We’ll arrange everything when I come home”. “Come on, stop crying”. And, “relax, you won’t die”.

Your life was normal for just over two years, ever since you where two years old, everything was gone. Just you and your brothers now. Some might wonder how you did it? Carry on when everything came crashing in around you. The day your mother died, your father dying, meeting an angel, an apocalypse, the end of the world, Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory. Just a few of the notable events.

When I think about who has special meaning in my life, I think of only one thing. I once was full of despair and thought there was no hope for me to ever have a happy future when God sent me my Guardian Angel. He is now my husband, Angel. He helped me see that there was a brighter side to life. He carried me through the death of my mom and gave me the desire I needed to battle my bipolar disorder. Without his help, I never would have conquered my addictions and would have never enrolled into college to give myself a brighter future.

It was the end of my Freshman year in high school. Caitlin, who had been a very good friend of mine at the time, had lost her dog a couple months before. Angel was a mix between a Chihuahua and a Jack Russell, however the only resemblance of a Chihuahua you could find is the shape of her face. Her short pelt was a sunshine gold color and was slightly rough to the touch. One of her main features, though, was the very obvious underbite that left the tips of her bottom teeth exposed.

Finally, as I closed the flimsy paperback cover of the book and setting it on my lap, I tentatively opened the front cover again and peeked at the number. My heart clenched and I banged my hands against the book in frustration, grabbing my phone from behind me. Before I could lose my nerve I keyed in the number and held the phone to my ear. “Hello?” a voice that even sleepiness couldn’t make sound bad asked. My mind went blank. “Hello?” the voice repeated, becoming more awake with every second. My breathing quickened and before I could stop myself I suddenly said, “Uhm, Hi it’s that girl from the Whole Foods, uhm thank you for the book I uhm...I liked it.” My eyes squeezed shut and I cursed myself for sounding so little and helpless. “Well I’m glad. What was the best part?” the sounds of blankets whispering against each other and I shifted myself, throwing my legs over the side of my armchair and tilting my head back, grabbing a piece of my hair and twirling it around my finger. “Well, I know he’s a really important character to Lyra, but Malachi is simply not right for her! He’s so..rough and condescending and I just can’t stand him!” I continued on for a while, not realizing I was ranting until I glanced at the clock on my counter and realized the it was two in the morning. My

Dangit! I'm gonna be late!" He darted into the kitchen and swiped up his bag and his keys, then ran out the door, frantically fumbling with the keys to lock the door behind him. Once it was finally locked, he started running to his bus stop, hissing as the rain hit him and attempted to soak his hair. He dashed to the bus stop, seeing his bus about to leave. Feeling grateful, he smiled at the bus driver, Mrs. Kenna, and sat in his usual seat behind her as she started driving. "Good morning Justin, did you almost sleep in?" Justin blushed with frustration and embarrassment, shaking his head in view of her mirror and letting raindrops fall out of his hair. "No, just took awhile eating breakfast and picking my outfit." Mrs. Kenna smiles kindly, "It's okay, you know I always wait a bit extra if you haven't gotten here yet." Justin smiles, "Yeah, I know." "If it helps, you look nice as usual." Justin beamed at her, letting her compliment sink in and drown out the frustrated thought swimming in his head. "Thank you, Mrs. Kenna." She nods and smiles as their conversation ends, leaving her to drive and him to stare out the window in awe at the flowers they pass by.

As a sign of good fortune, another check out line opened up. Jason and Hal saw this as a godsend and tried to back up. Though, as Jason and Hal tried to transition into the next line. Havoc had saw this opportunity as a sign. Havoc made a beeline toward Angel. Seeing this Jason thought to himself, I have to stop Havoc before he’s able! Jason quickly grabbed Havoc by the arm. Havoc turned around in alarm.

An angel is defined as a spiritual being believed to act as an attendant, agent, or messenger of God, conventionally represented in human form with wings and a long robe. This definition explains what many people believe an angel to be. When you hear the word angel, is this what you believe them to be, too? On the other hand, Iblis is to be defined as a jinn who refused to bow to Adam. He is believed to entice humans and jinn to commit evil through deception. Another name for Iblis would be Satan. When you hear either of these names, is this what you believe this figure to be? Each of these figures also has a connotation related to them in terms of good and evil. Being considered “good” is defined as to be desired or approved of or that which is morally right. On the contrary, being considered “evil” is defined as profoundly immoral and malevolent. By these definitions, I am sure that you can already make an assumption on which force is evil and which is good. Throughout Islam, each of these beings play a major role in the history and background of the religion, along with the importance of each in terms of the part they play related to Allah.

“Lyra!” a deep voice whistled. I turned around to find nothing. The walk home was as unpleasant as it could get. I was soaking wet to the point where my shirt was stuck to my body. I opened the door quickly trying not to let in more rain than their already is. I took a shower, and then I changed my clothes. I did my homework. Well at least part of my homework. I sighed.