Angels
Life was rough growing up. There were times I would come home from school and my family would be happy, and then the others we were falling apart. It was a coin toss. Dad was always at work so we could pay the bills and mom was trying to keep up with me and my other three siblings. I'd see my dad if I woke up early enough or stayed up really late. Either way, I was told to go to sleep.
We weren't a religious home. Both my parents were forced into different churches by their parents growing up and they didn't want that for us. They wanted it to be our choice when we were old enough to actually understand the bible. Auntie always said that is why we had problems. We didn't have God or something like that. So with this, I didn't believe in these fairy things people called "Angels." As a child, I didn't know what an angel was.
Like anything else in the world, life went on. Almost lost our house. Grades were slipping. Family was getting smaller from both death and fighting. I still dont know if my family is alive. I was a mess and just getting worse. I was ready for life to be done because I didn't see where this thing was going. No matter how many times people would tell me things would get better, it began to be this joke of a lie I fell for.
My safe place was the park across the street. I grew up with the swings there so I always found it to be a place of peace. As I was sitting there one day, I saw a litte girl playing on the playground. She looked so sweet and calm. Eventually, she came to the swings and sat in the one next to me. Somehow she saw that I was upset. I didn't realize I was crying until she asked why. Without me saying anything, she told me I was going to be ok. That no matter what happens in life, someone loves you still. After that, she walked away. I smiled so much because I believed her, and she was right.
Things slowly started to get better. The little family I had left started to communicate more and we are now really close. Mom has a job doing daycare to help pay the bills. I have a college plan and have been in a steady and strong relationship for more than a year. It is strange, because when I go to the school to pick up daycare kids, I swear I see that little girl.
I believe that the little girl was in fact an angel. I never believed in angels before. I didn't believe in winged people with power above my own. I didn't until I realized that not all angels have wings.