George

Subject:  An after-death visitation of a young girl who died 58 years ago

About five years ago, I almost died. When I got back on my feet, I became very spiritual and read every book I could my hands on. It was then that I started to have spiritual experiences.

I began to see friends that had past over. In dreams and in my mind's eye.

I am retired now and I took a job as a school crossing guard. 

Four years ago, after I had crossed all the kids, I began to leave. When I looked up the road, I saw another kid coming, so I waited for her.

She was dressed different from the other little girls. She was dressed like kids did back in the 40s.

As she came closer, I got the shock of my life. When I looked at her face, I knew who she was. It was my little playmate who died 58 years ago at the age of ten.

I could not speak as I tried to understand what was happening.

She had black hair fixed with ringlets. She said, "Hi" and I remembered her voice.

Then to make sure that I knew her, her mother's face began to form on the side of her face. Her mother died at the age of 80. But when I saw her face, she looked like a young woman in her 20s.

The little girl, I will call her Mary, asked me if I would be here tomorrow. I said, "Yes, I would."

As I turned my head wondering what else to say, I looked back. She had vanished.

She was as solid as I was. I have not seen her sense.

George      gstone2512@rogers.com