She appeared in the corner of my room and stood there before me . A light was shining around her and she never spoke . I thought why is she here and where did she come from . I had no answer . Maybe I could have asked her but I was too scared and couldn’t utter a sound , like me she was silent and still . We just looked at each other . I closed my eyes and her image became a picture in my mind after a little while I opened my eyes and she had disappeared ,
All I could remember was this vision of loveliness . On her face she wore a smile and deep inside of my heart I heard her say .
“Don’t worry ., its ok . I’ll always be here for you “
I was sad that she had disappeared . It was like I had lost a friend .
After that night my life changed . I often would be staring into space .
I was always thinking of her and her presence was never far away . She would go walking through my mind and I watched her with my inner eye .
I became very aware of her and most days she was there .with me , unseen and out of sight by very close .I was the only one who saw here . I often asked other people if they could see her as well but they never did . I wondered why no one else could see her . It was easy for me and I could feel her I feel her presence ever where I went .
All I knew was that she was always with me and I’ve never once let go of that and I will always hold on to that for she lives deep inside of me .
As I grew, she also did and she soon became a lady .
The young girl had grown up as well . I was never alone in my lifer because she had stayed beside me and as time went by and my inner eye opened more, I saw her face in greater detail . This beautiful lady always re me standing there looking at me and walking beside me .
On some occasions when I was half awake and half asleep, I felt her touch my hand .
As if to say hello , I’m always with you .
Then suddenly she appeared in a dream . She stood there looking at me ,
“I’m always here “
She said .
Every now and then I she would come and go just like that in a dream or in a vision and her smile never changed . It was comforting and reassuring for me . .
I had no family , no friends and no one but her to keep me company through all the things I was going through .
I wondered who she was and why I was the only one who could see her.
I noticed she had stopped aging as I was growing older .
She looked about twenty and stayed that way .
When I went to bed at night during the war she would just stand there near me bed now in the asylum where I lived staring out of the top floor windows of where my room was situated . The streets far below echoed with gunfire and bombs exploding but her presence kept me feeling safe .
In my old age I was aware of her presence even more than ever before .
She left a picture of her there on the table in my room because she told me soon, I would be leaving with her and she wanted everyone to know who she was when we had gone . I was happy with that because now at last everyone would be able to see this beautiful lady who had always been with me in my life .
I've heard of many lonely young people who have imaginary friends. But I haven't heard of someone having a childhood imaginary friend that carried on throughout their entire life.
When I was growing up my twin brother was always there so I had a companion with me all the time and didn't need any imaginary friends around because he was always my friend even as other friends came and went.
But now that I have a friend and companion for the rest of my life who spends every waking hour with me, loves me and cares for me, I occasionally still see images of women for a moment when I open my eyes.
These women are of all ages, and don't seem to repeat. Some are moving across the room and some are standing very close to me. But none of them say anything and are just figments of my imagination, I believe. But interesting to behold while not thinking of them in advance.
Yolanda Carter dreams of owning her own bakery. Employed at a cat shelter, she stumbles across a scheme that threatens to close it down. Will her delicious brownies save them?
Yolanda Carter dreams of owning her own bakery. Employed at a cat shelter, she stumbles across a scheme that threatens to close it down. Will her delicious brownies save them?
This cozy murder mystery takes place aboard luxury liner, Queen Elizabeth II, as wealthy couple celebrate their silver wedding anniversary with family and friends.
A Picture Of Her
