When I was little, I had an imaginary friend who was a lot more real than a pretend one. His name was Michael, and I talked to him often. But that's not the freaky part, my younger sister also had an imaginary friend, and when my parents asked her what the name was, she also said Michael. (And she never heard of my pretend friend.)

I wondered if it was the Angel Michael, protecting my sister and me. Years later, a friend asked a psychic a general question about me. It was nothing to do with angels or anything. One of the first things she said to my friend was, "Tell her that the angel she thinks talked to her as a child, is that angel. And, he's still there, always listening, whenever she wants."ÄAnne

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