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An Angel's Presence

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short story of a man meeting a beautiful woman
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Chapter 1 - An Angel's Presence

I saw her in the distance, gazing at the twinkling of the stars, on that gigantic cliff, that reached out to the heavens. As I approached her, my heart started playing its glorious rhythm; that even the birds heard it and started singing and dancing to its tune of love. As I got closer, I saw underneath her feet, the soft, green, beautiful pillows that covered the shy ground, which hid its face from the brightness of her beauty.

The closer I got to her the louder my heart played in my chest. Until, I saw her smiled at my soul. At that very moment my heart stopped beating, and down I was going, as I fell, I saw a bright light shining from heaven on me; it was glorious; it was heaven on earth.

Now I can die peacefully I thought then passed out.

Teddy! Teddy! Its time to wake up. I heard the voice whispered in my ears.

What is this? I thought. I heard it again, the same beautiful voice, calling out to me, calling my name. Teddy! Teddy! Please wake up.

Yes lord I will, I replied to the beautiful voice, calling out to me, beckoning my presence.

Now I can die in peace lord, for I have witnessed the smile of an angel, Lord; I am ready to depart, to go on this heavenly journey Lord. I continued on saying, trying to look deep into the light, trying to find a stairway leading to glory; sadly, I found none, so I opened my eyes.

I looked up, Astonished, I saw the same beautiful angel over my old rugged body, smiling. Her smile was brighter than the sun itself, so blinding, so very beautiful, yet warm and majestic; it burned deeply, imprinting its image permanently into my memory. I then asked, Are you an angel? with rivers of tears running from my eyes, thinking that God is so wonderful, for he has sent such a beautiful angel to escort me, an old sinner, not deserving of his mercies, home to glory land.

She laughed, then replied, "No, I am not" then continued on laughing. She had the sweetest laughter I had ever heard, one that seemed to captivate even father time and froze him in his tracks as well. The silence thickened and became deafening between us, it was as though both Mother Earth and Father Time had seized motion, only to listen to what I was about to say. I looked above, and behold I felt these words pouring out of heaven upon me, stating, "Utter these words my son." so I spoke.

"Eres muy hermosa y tienes una sonrisa muy Hermosa" instantly, hearing those words she started laughing once more, then replied, "Could you please translate that for me?" then returned on laughing.

"Yes I will," I replied with the confidence of Hercules.

"It means, you are very beautiful, and you have a very beautiful smile." I said in the most romantic voice I could possibly mutter up. She hid her face, for her eyes had started overflowing with well-springs of water, I then watched as she teared up a bit; in that moment my heart smote me for I had made her cry.

She then turned in my direction, just as I had opened my mouth to say am sorry, she kissed me and said thank you. It was glorious, she was crying, now I started crying, we both were crying; for a moment I actually wondered why was she crying but then I imagined getting kissed once more and then and there it started, the volcano had erupted.

I laid there on my back, on the ground, thinking, looking above, far beyond the eyes could see, straight way into heaven, on God's throne; it was the first time I had ever seen God smiled down at me. My heart, soul and very essence were overjoyed, tears kept flowing uncontrollably; for I had witnessed the heavens celebrating this moment with showers of shooting stars.

I cried even harder, for I knew I wasn't deserving of such peace and happiness. I then closed my eyes and laid restfully in her laps, going.... going.... going to meet my lord. Then I heard a voice, calling, calling out to me, it sounded familiar, too familiar in fact; I knew the sound of that voice very much but somehow I couldn't remember who was it, then, it came to me after hearing this word "Punk"

Instantly, I knew who it was, it was my wife, " Oh Jesus! Lord have mercy." I immediately opened my eyes and stood at attention. she was beyond beautiful likewise, breath-taking, but sadly not so to die for as this angel that sat before me.

"I don't believe this" she exclaimed

"Not after all these years we spent together!"

I stood there motionless, thinking, sweating, planning my get away, for this dream had ended. "what was this woman's name? " she questioned angrily, awaiting a quick response.

"I don't know, I didn't asked her" I said in a tiny tone, feeling so ashamed, wishing to disappear. I felt her eyes cut through my heart as she approached, I tried to move inches back for I knew what was coming, but she grabbed on firmly to the tie hanging from my shirt and off she hauled me home.

It was time, I was going to die for real, so I took one final look at her face, that beautiful face, that smiled at me once more saying thank you as I was being carried away. I knew it was going to be the last time I would have seen her, or anything else in that matter so I made sure I took a good look at everything around me, before departing on that journey, for it was fun I thought, this life.