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Today I caught someone staring at me. They were looking at my hair, which is blonde. I turned away and they walked up to me and said I had nice hair. We were standing in a public restroom. They said, "My mother called and said someone was asking her what her son does for a living. I told her she should sleep well tonight." I left without a word, but from the look on their face they seemed to recognize my face. I thought they looked familiar, but all I could see was red. Dark, sour red. When I was walking down the street later My guardian angel appeared in front of me. His name is Newal, and he is 11 feet 11 inches tall with no arms and no legs. He flew behind me and I saw a big flash of white light.
