I Was Laying In Bed Then I Went In The Kitchen And Poured Myself A Cup Of Coffee,
But While I Was In The Kitchen, I Felt Like If Someone Reached Out And Touched Me.
I Dropped The Cup With The Coffee And Ran, Something Was In My House, But I Couldn't See It. I Was Scared And Shaking Out Of My Skin, As I Wondered If This Thing Was An Evil Spirit.
All The Windows In The House Was Shut, But I Started To Shiver As A Cold Wind Blew By.
I Started To Pray To The Creator, Because I Felt Like If It Was Time For Me To Die.
I Was So Scared, I Thought It Was The Devil Taking Me To Hell,
But What Appeared And Disappeared Was Very Beautiful, It Was My Guardian Angel.
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