The CoversI am a fourteen year old girl and I live in england. When my mother was pregnant with me my father died of cancer so I never met him but heard he was a wonderful person. All through my life up to now I have not believed there was a god who could be so cruel as to take away my father before I had a chance to meet him.
One night I was lying in bed, not particularly tired but trying to force myself to sleep when I felt a thud on the end of my bed as if someone had just sat on it. I looked up and saw a gray shape of a man sitting on the end of my bed. He was not looking at me but just staring at the ground. Normally I would have jumped out of bed and ran to my mum, however, I felt calm yet curious. After sitting staring at this man for about five minutes I closed my eyes and he was gone. I looked at the place where he had been sitting and I could still see the dent in the covers!
I was amazed and wanted to find out who this man was, however I decided to leave it until the next day and went to sleep. I woke up the next morning knowing that this man was my father and his message was to tell me that he is with God.
I now know that my father is always looking over me and God did not take his life to be selfish. I am very lucky to have my own daddy as my gaurdian angel.