This is a very recent event that occurred in both New York and New Jersey on January 1, 2009.
My mother's best friend was deathly sick with lung cancer it had spread throughout her whole body from the brain down. When her son told me I was devastated so on Sunday we went up to New York to go see her. When we had got there it was too late. As soon as the nurse said "I'm sorry." I burst into tears. I went into the bathroom and continued to bawl my eyes out, my father knocked on the door about ten minutes later and told me that her daughter had arrived. I could barely move after I opened the bathroom door. I just stood there and when I saw her body lying there I burst into tears again, that's when the strangest thing happen. I heard her lightly calling out my name.
At first I thought it was her daughter but then I tuned into it. It was her voice. She was calling out to me even though she had died. I wondered how this was possible? She's dead. But it continued she kept drawling out my name "Jeeeeeeesssssica" I burst into tears when I heard it more clearly I kept thinking, she's calling me, she knows I'm here. She was like my Aunt, she was suppose to be my Godmother but since she wasn't chosen, I considered her my Aunt and I think she knew that.
After a while the voice stopped and I comforted her daughter as much as I could and with that we took our leave.
Throughout the ride home I kept thinking about her and cried the whole way home. When we got home I ran up to my room and turned on my computer. Then all of a sudden my alarm clock started to ring. Seeing as how I have the old fashion one it had a small little metal piece that went back and forth and sounded just like a little bell.
Whenever I set my alarm clock, it goes back and forth really fast and is loud, when I turned and looked at it; it was going back and forth very slowly. I ran downstairs shocked, scared, but yet I was happy. I ran to the kitchen and hugged my mom. She was shocked that I was happy all of a sudden and I told her "Mom she got her wings! She's ok now." She gave me an old look and I told her what my father told me which is most definitely true: "Every time a bell rings, an Angel gets her wings."
I heard it again last night January 19, 2009 when I was silently crying to myself saying "I never got to say goodbye, I never got to tell her how much she meant to me, or how much I loved her!" Then once again my alarm clock slowly started to ring again and this time I think she was telling me "Don't cry. I'm not in pain anymore I'll watch over my family and you."
I'm still trying to get over it but its going to take me a while this isn't the first time I've had this experience. So remember, if you loose someone close to you that you loved very much and them you, listen for the bells.