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My Last and First Day
A little child of the age of 5 went to church every week.
Everytime he went.He drawed on a piece of paper,Or he fell asleep.
He never listen to the preacher.
He didn't really care about it or even thought about Heaven or Hell.
He knew people talk about them,but he didn't really believe it.
That is just how a kid is in church.Wishing he was not even there.
One night He was playing at home and his mom got a phone call.
It was his uncle.He called to tell that a person he hardly ever saw died.His Grandfather.
The boy cried alittle bit,but that was it.He didn't know him that much.He was only five.
The family and him went to Tennessee,That is where his other halfof the family lived at.
To see the funeral of his grandfather.He went and look at him for about five mins.
Then he went and ate donuts and just open the door for people who came to pay there respects to Buford Farley,the kid grandfather.
After they buried Buford and everyone left.The kid and family went and saw
the rest of the family for a day or two,and left to go back to there home.
They got home and they went to sleep,thinking what has happen in Tennessee.
The next day the kid mom was sewing in the dining room,and the kid was playing in there.
He just got the urge to look outside though the window.That moment right there,just looking though a window.
Got him to belive in Heaven,and believe in our lord,What he saw the two most beautiful people he has ever seen.
They were so beautiful it is to difficult to explain.They didn't have wings.Like we are use to hear about in storys,
and there was not a light glowing around them.You could barely see though them,but they was there.
There was two of them,a short one as short as the kid,andthere was one as tall as his grandfather.
The kid look for about 5 secs and they was there holding each other hands.And they look at me.
Then I ran to the door without thinking and look and they was gone.After it was done he ran in and told his mom.
What he just saw outside.Then he started to believe in God,and started to listen in church.
The kid is a little bit older now,maybe not that much taller. He sometimes believe it was a dream.
So he ask his mom sometimes if he has told her about the time he started to believe in Our lord,
and she always says yes I remember.Then he thinks in such a short life he has gone though something that amazing.
He still thinks about it alot,and still he believe's that the short Angel was his Guardian Angel and the tall one was his grandfather.
The kid believes that Our lord sent his grandfather to him.To show that he made it to heaven alright,and he will be watching over me,
and that there is a heaven and a god,and they will be waiting for me when I leave this earth.
The kid don't go to church much anymore,
but he still remembers about his last day with his grandfather,and his first day to believe and Praise our lord. 

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