Angel of Death

Living in the ever present sense of being watched from afar by unseen forces, I was at my parents' home on a cold winter day, when the doorbell rang. Mom came in with a few packages from shopping, took them in her room as usual and closed the door behind her. This house was arranged with a long corridor separating three bedrooms from the living room, kitchen and bathroom. From the bedrooms you could enter the living room at the front of the house and the kitchen towards the rear.

I walked back into the kitchen from another door that led from the living room directly into the kitchen. From the other kitchen entrance leading into the corridor I noticed a large shadowy silhouette on the far wall. It was the rounded part of an angel wing as portrayed in photos. It was so big; I didn't immediately notice the shape of the head on the ceiling. I first assumed it was a shadow of something new in the room, but found nothing that was rounded at the top, nor any combination of things that would give that shape.

Realizing it was the angel of death, I heard told about. I backed up, keeping my eyes on the figure as long as possible backing into the living room. The shadow was now at the front of the house, on the same wall. I walked forward back into the kitchen, there it was again. I backed up slowly and the thing floated toward the living. I did this four or five times, each time the image moved with me as if it was going to meet me in the other room and stopped at the other entrance of the corridor. Mom came out of her room and the image vanished.

A couple of days later, I felt sluggish and somewhat grouchy; not well at all. I don't recall how the conversation went, when mom grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me violently and yelled "Satan turn loose of my daughter - in the name of Jesus..." It felt as if the world had been lifted from my shoulders. I looked up and saw a shadow of no particular from, rush out of the top of the living room door that leads outside. My head cleared, my energy returned and I felt great; a little baffled at what I saw, but I was back to normal.