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I just couldn’t take any of it anymore! I felt betrayed by all I had been told to believe by my Catholic teachings... That God would always be by my side to take care of me and save me.I cried out in righteous anger to God... I screamed out loud! “God Damn IT! I do not deserve to live the rest of my life this way! “God why did you leave me? “Why did you abandon me?” I was so weak from hunger I fell down next to the filthy trash bins. I blubbered like a baby, crying my eyes out. With no food fit to eat I wandered around in a low-blood sugar daze...pitifully hungry. I just wanted to put an end to it all. I thought about walking to the high bridge over the river and jumping off. If I committed suicide... NO ONE would miss me. A kind homeless woman had told me the police cameras monitor the bridge for suicides. So she warned me how to not get caught before I jumped. That meant I would have to walk to the bridge and climb the tall railing in the pitch dark. Somehow I would have to stand on the railing and jump off it. I was not afraid of dying. If I jumped and did not jump out far enough I would hit the concrete bridge abutment. My gut clinched in fear thinking what if I lived? What if I felt and was paralyzed and could not walk? That end would be worse than living homeless and hungry! I shivered in fear at the thought of even doing it. But I had lost all hope God would listen to me. No stars shone that night. The moon had not risen so the dark was black as pitch. As I walked towards the high bridge I felt almost elated. Soon it would all be over. Suddenly all my worry and fear of death had faded away... The high bridge railing glistened, slippery and slick with dew. Shivering in fear I climbed up on the bridge railing. I took a deep breath. I crouched down, steeling myself to jump. In that instant... a bright glowing light appeared and blinded me! It lit up the bridge railing like a spot light right where I was standing. I clutched at the bridge support to keep from falling. My first thought was oh no, the police had caught me! Then I felt a gentle presence. A hand lightly touched my right shoulder. A soft angelic voice whispered in my ear... “Don’t... You do NOT want to do that.” The unexpected voice scared me so bad I almost fell! I teetered on the railing, desperate to try and catch my balance...Gripped in a paralyzing fear... afraid to fall and afraid to get down! I heard the words...“Take My Hand.” Frightened to death, I could not move. Again, I heard the words. But this time it was spoken much louder... “Take MY HAND!” I saw a glowing hand reach out to me from the circle of bright light. One more time the Angel said... “Take MY HAND!” The hand was strong and sure. It gripped my hand and guided me off the railing. When I was safely down, I asked the bright light...“Who are you?” The light pulsed. In the sweetest, kindest voice I had ever heard... “I am your Guardian Angel, you are NEVER alone, I am ALWAYS at your side.” “You need to come away from here, it is dangerous for you. Come walk with me.” My Guardian Angel took me back to the park bench where the attack had occurred. With a soft and gentle voice she said...“You can rest here tonight. You will be safe from harm. I will keep the bad men away.Tomorrow you will understand how to remove THE DEMON clinging to you. I can only guide you. You have complete free-will to do as you choose, choose well.” With those words of infinite wisdom the bright light faded out. I fell asleep to a deeply restful dream-filled sleep like I had not had in over a year. In my dream, I saw a book with a glowing white cover wrapped in a blue cloth. I read the title. It said... in thickly embossed golden font the words “Enochian Magick”. The next morning when I awoke an angelic voice told me to look inside my backpack. Inside it I found the apples, oranges, and grapes my Angel had left for me to eat. As I was munching on the grapes, I felt a hard thic