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Michael E Johnson
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"In Heaven there is no hatred, meanness, or lies..." MM One night, Amy, Mitch, and I were at home in our separate beds, nearly asleep. Suddenly, we felt a presence in our rooms. The rooms were pitch dark, but we could see an image. It was Mary Margaret. Even though we were separated (Mitch was in his room, I was in mine, and Amy was home in her room), we could all see MM at the same time. It was as if she were with us together in one location. It blew our minds.
"Hello, Amy, Joe and Mitch." Once again she was cast in a soft silky ray of light.
"Hi, Mary Margaret, I mean MM," Amy said. She was excited to see MM again.
"Amy! I can see you, and I can see Mitch! When did you come in my room?" I wasn't too quick to figure this out. It was all so very strange. With her being there, with that
and all of us together, "Now, this is weird!"
"I'm right here in my room, Joe!" said Mitch.
"We are in our own rooms but yet we are somehow together." Amy was truly impressed.
"How have you been?" MM asked.
"I'm fine. I want to thank you for saving us and for helping me save Mitch." Amy felt she had so much to say and ask MM. We all did.
"You're welcome, Amy."
Not knowing what else to say, "Are you here to save us from more bad guys or something?"